Thursday, January 6, 2011
Sorry.... But Dont Want No....
i know u want my body, i hear u talk about me, but why should i choose u, need someone to love me, really thinking of me, but i don't wanna b no fool.... seem like eveytime i come to town, u down to fool around, hit me on some late text quicky shit, tell me how ud feel if it was jus da tip?, im grown n got da mile high, play pimp wit da passport lookin to b satisfied, parked on the passenger side kinda killin my drive, see im likin how i feel inside, so why hide, n pardon me for demandin more, but u should kno betta then beep like a whore, ya say we got history, yea i been here before, sneakin to avoid a heat score, not jus creepin cuz ya car door, u may be baby makin material, but i need a lot more then the inside of ur imperial, chryst like exterior, but i got more logic to my interior, my kitty kat u aint seein her, n i know how u feinin her, two years since u been in her, so how u gon fin a year?..... i know u want my body, i hear u talk about me, but why should i choose u, need someone to love me, really thinkin of me, but i don't wanna b no fool...... n i aint hatin baby jus simply sayin, u gotta lot a nerve to b co-swayin, askin for a wife while u layin, playin like a man, i dont need hear no future plans, i already kno u cant last past five strokes off land, throw u deep in the wata, waves got u swimmin harder, but a cop of the ass n u slaughter, any chance of askin for somebodies daughter, bust faster then a bubble, look if u havin trouble, jus pump base way past the treble, lookin to score aint where we settle, i don need no room full of peddles, but some decency could get u anotha chance with me, make up for the short cummings eventually, but next time im there ill b mystery, u aint gon hear from me.... i know u want my body, i hear u talk about me, but why should i choose u, need someone to love me, really thinkin of me, but dont wanna b no fool.....
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