Addickted - Big Dipper

Addicted, that’s my shit

Addicted to your dick

Yo, a cold winter morning, brisk and biting

Breath steaming, face clean, eyes shining

I’m on the prowl, I’m on the loose

Searching for my man and Duck, Duck, Goose

The middle of the week, yeah, it’s hump day

And in my mind it’s always grind and bump day

Seen him posed up, cute, leaning on the wall

Looking at me smiling, so handsome and tall

Probably mid-forties, got a beard and a tummy

I want so bad for him to lay me down and rub me

Eyes locked tight, exchanging glances

Not another one of my daily bromances

This one’s special, feel the connection

My loins tingle, wiggle this erection

Cruising him, I’m the cruise director

TSA, I’m the package inspector

So it went like that, I snatched him up

And I took him to my place to fuck that butt

We got close and heated, just what I needed

Big beefy man, fantasy completed

Better than craigslist, he came correct

Took off his clothes, I didn’t suspect

But I was obsessed, and I was amazed

This sexy man trick had dick for days

My dreams came true, all over my sheets

He showed me all his love and hypnotizing man-meat

Better than sex, he talked so smart

Engaged my brain about music and art

And culture, and commerce, and booze, and marijuanas

I wanted to date him,

Obsession was clear, no way to miss it

This man held me strong, I was addicted

Um, hi, my name is Big Dipper (Hi, Big Dipper)

And… I’m addicted to dick

Everyday I wake up and do the same shit

Get coffee and suck dick

And suck dick

What can I say?

I’m addicted