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So Who Is She?
I miss her,
But who wouldn't miss thighs
And a booty who's ringtone was
Baby come get some
That's still love right?
Dang! I miss her chocolate or ice cream,
Horrors or chick flicks favourite meal?
Ok so I don't know a few things about her.
But I can still tell how she loved to be kissed.
Slow passion with body caugh.
Little tongue
Then lust saught.
Held each other close and told ourselves we cared.
Open legs, open testimony, open emotion.
So what if shagged a little?
Jump on another homie, and do the same thing.
If love is a game....
Well shame to those, who say the same..
What is Love?
But who wouldn't miss thighs
And a booty who's ringtone was
Baby come get some
That's still love right?
Dang! I miss her chocolate or ice cream,
Horrors or chick flicks favourite meal?
Ok so I don't know a few things about her.
But I can still tell how she loved to be kissed.
Slow passion with body caugh.
Little tongue
Then lust saught.
Held each other close and told ourselves we cared.
Open legs, open testimony, open emotion.
So what if shagged a little?
Jump on another homie, and do the same thing.
If love is a game....
Well shame to those, who say the same..
What is Love?
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