(sounds of scribbling)
You know I am your protection you’re covering because you’re my everything... if you were ever wondering can’t get enough of that “love you” thing...(dam woman what are doing to me)...the honey comb with a sweet bee sting, when your beautiful your beautiful you can’t help that I got right conversation when you sitting in my lap like raw rap, we going to place called happiness and i have the map, i get lost but guess that's cost in the bedroom we switch position because i never know if i am let you be boss, you pushing me against a wall i hear the call , i know what to do when i see the thong fall, shorty come on know you i breaks it off got to eat and beat it until the water fall bedroom bully sheet CIA leave you walking funny all day ... but its not to say that its your eye contact melt a man soul , we were complete when met but this union here... dam Mr Gods it feel so much more whole 24/7 i am on the Oliver twist Mr Gods i want more and more and more its you i adore ... we are going to get to old and grey like the sea and shore, i am a real king and real man nothing as sexy as when you hear your Lioness raw, i am reminded Mr Gods real i come and walk through the door that's for sure , why do have to imperfect but pure , your loneliness cure , we love like teen ages but we so dam mature, you never check my phone because that loving that put on me that's that secure...love you ... Northern star because that's who you are.....
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