Uh Shawty badder than a 3-year-old Keep plannin and I'ma eat her like a pita roll I'm just sayin with my love I could feed her soul Two-day getaway and we don't need our clothes We at the pool and she lookin like a centerfold Two tattoos but she say she gettin plenty mo She got Indian in her family, Seminole Me and shawty go together like chemicals And she get mad when I call other women ho's You send a rose, I pick some flowers and send her those Tall glass of merlot get her in the mode Two tall glasses of merlot get her out her robe I whisper in her ear, then lick around her lobe And when she check her watch it's never time to go And with her brain, she should make the honor roll And when I came, she caught me like the common cold
-wemissedu!
P.S.**
seeuthurr.
-and i should just say it i guess and make it official. new record. this spring.
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