Monday, May 3, 2010
sexteen again
ewww u homies disgust me, invited ova to discuss me, decide who gon undress me, like buttons they press me, sorry but ya shit aint impress me, maybe when i was bout sixteen, aint scared a da dick, i be known to fuckin handle it, lay it on me hard n thick, put it up in my belly get me feelin sick, get it drippin wet, slide in n we set, ill triple depth havin u gasp for breath, wonderin where the night went, thinkin this must b death, died n gone to heaven, have my legs open like seven eleven, jus da budda on bread u can spead em, but ya shit dry and ya style played out, cmon round with ya dick to my mouth, thinkin treats im handin out, but this trick plays for large amounts, so u betta link da keys to da house as i unbutton my blouse, or else unknown'll be ur whereabouts, i aint actin tough, it jus ya dick aint amount to much, it aint worth enough, the way i play em its jus anotha nut, n u thinkin im anotha slut, but collect ya facts, i aint havin none a that, im chasin stacks, so if u flat like ur mack then i suggest u get jacked befo u holla back.... The house a many hands, i aint ya biggest fan, grabbin on my shit like its native land, handin out property rights, like u discovered me and i shouldnt fight, my heart darker than night, my eyes used to see the light, but its aiighttt, aint no thing, i undastand u n ya homies swing, i grew up round da same thing, so forgive me if i see thru everything, but thank u for the entertaining evening, ill place u down on my string a ling that i can midnight ring a ding when im feinin for dat ding a ling, r u hearin me, im teachin dudes what it means to behave, they all tryna copy my ways, ayyyyeee kali daze, purple haze and sun rayz, sorry bout ya timin but im outta dat phase, im on ta gettin paid, the path paved aint laid, so i aint on my back but up on my feet, great things come to those who dont sleep, so beep beep, i play for keeps, n if i needa lil TLC ill blast da creep.
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