Presence alone makes the room sexy
Alone want her to text me,
want her next to me
Nestle, complexion…cinnamon shades..peanut butter
Skin is just beautiful; got it from her mother
And I’m another
Man that just wants to touch her
And try not to smoother, the woman is
Like
That
No makeup, ponytail and sweats
Crazy Silhouette
Cut like Bayonets
Intricate curves like a chocolate clarinet
Beat to my rhyme like my Paid in full cassette
My Creme Brulee, Baguette, Crêpe Suzette
Carols Daughter on lips, from the gloss they look wet
We play wii, Watch DVD and then Chess
She even can make a good steak, she’s the best!
Sit up laugh and joke
Her Job is dope
She doesn’t smoke
Men pussy too scared to approach
The way she walks, like the heels make her float
The way she talks, like every word is a note
And I’m the melody
Cant believe what I’m tellin me
She’s a 8 in your book, but in mine? a Buck 70
Those thighs are heavenly
Her eyes are impalin me
Breakin up with her? Shidddd should be a felony
She could be sellin me a hair pick and sunscreen
You know I aint needin it, but I’d buy everything
If I could sing?
I’d be Max-KennyLat
LennyKrav-Well hell
I’d serenade my belle
Instead I type, be thoughtful and witty
Give her shoulder rubs, drive around the city
Lay her down at night, taste her tongue to toe
And that middle part…lick and suck slow
Then watch the Real Housewives ATL show on Bravo
Why we never met?
Hell if I know.
