Satellite Dish

Rap/Hip-Hop with drum machines, synthesizers, and vocals

A lady friend backed up to me last week
She gazed into my eyes and then she pinched my cheek
She whispered “Take me to my house and you can watch the show”
She said “Come check out my satellite dish, it’s on, let’s go”

I watched her leave and followed right behind
I saw the way her hips were swaying
Damn, it was fine
“Let me show you what I’ve got in my backyard”
And then she revealed those perfect curves pointed up to the stars

Satellite Dish and I’m hooking up
Satellite Dish, I can’t get enough
Satellite Dish and I’m plugging in
Satellite Dish - let the fun begin

I turned down the lights while she flipped around
I checked that dish out top to bottom
I moved it up and down
I couldn’t keep my hands off
It felt so good to touch
I almost lost control, it was nearly too much

We lay there on her couch, stayed up half the night
Adjusting the position ‘til things came in just right
I felt things I’d never felt before
She showed me how to push her buttons
Then she blew my mind with her

Satellite Dish and I’m hooking up
Satellite Dish, I can’t get enough
Satellite Dish, coming in so clear
Satellite Dish, point it over here

Def? So def, it’s the highest def that I’ve ever seen
Her dish looks so amazing I swear that it’s obscene
I insist on the superior regarding the posterior
I can’t accept, I will reject anything inferior

It feels like it’s broadcasting right into my brain
It’s so round and beautiful I think I’m going insane
She said “If my package isn’t enough for you my girlfriend likes to watch and she’s got a hot satellite dish, too”
Let’s check her out!