arrghhhh....

Dear lips ....
i know you gona kiss me ...
let's put ours together wedding days ...and preteens
seven mins ...with the bottles spinning ...
striat freching at ya locker with my tounge all in it ...
give me your cheek and i might just sneak in
a taste of ya lips ...to make husbo's flip ...

(dear summer beat drops) ooooooooh ohoohooooh....