My
queen she is driven like that fast and furious car, a Hershey kiss reflected
like the light from the starz, classic like Jayz barz, she warz for her man no
Venus just straight up Mars the kind silk skin that reflects her voice you want to
capture it and put it in jar … jah
.
In
a world that’s anxious all the time and unsure one thing sure rock solid what
we got going on as our world that thing is pure so sick with it and her is my cure.
Funny you run the world but in bedroom your submitting, super thighs panther
eyes claw marks on back the pussy aint not kitten (lol I am grown ass man)
She
is my all season blanket, a lot pretty woman but I only see you and I aint
blind yet, I am on my demi god because she keeps it cloud wet, (lol) twisted in
my head listening to Keith sweet, I am her angel but you see the devil if make
her upset, call her on my pillow phone I don’t mind if its collect… We cashing
out like a pay cheque ma earned my respect.
Dear
lord can you still my mind there something about when she opens her mouth and
uses her vocal cords, I fight with myself with invisible smile swords, this is
no micro wave love slow cook with the seasoning and juices poured, she stole my
heart but she comes back to collect the reward, we can play doctor doctor and
our bedroom is the ward… (To be continued)
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