Stumble in the house like three in the morning Off that Bomb bay So a nukka drunk and horny .. Hit the fridge … in the crib just ta settle the stomach … Bathroom, bedroom out the shirt, pants, shoes … Shorty still sleep but you still speak … Peepin ass cheeks peeking every so gently from the sheets … Plus the club shit was lovely … you aint trying to wake her ass upppp just to argue and cusss … Naw … Covers got that phat phat looking plushhh… And Them boy shorts fittin her snug can’t cover it up … buttbald spoon let wood get a rubb … She play sleep …two grinds deep … I’m thinking ….sweeet … Her hard ta get thing … wit that ass and tits game … Had a nukka in~sane … I’m Thinking…. this shit in~the~way … I been think bout the wobble in her walk all day Making it hard to work on my grind allllllll dayyyyy then the rooom starts spinnning … the liquors get to me and the lights start to faddeee…. Then when the telephone rings … it’s like 1:30 ….she like damn nukka you been sleep alll day?
1. "RE: did you want me to call AA cab 4 yeah" In response to Reply # 0
where you been nukka? still hidding be hid mongoose rubbers so cobras can't strike when you see the write white of his peace eyes shed green lanterns shape shift into a fist spliffs make you wait keeping fat thigh cells tune blake serial psycho bable towers erect and tape deck play lala byes of rock a bye baby over still waters freezing into a mix drink will make ink stumble every time ty-dye minds rupture fumbling down pants tommy machine gun sparring thumper hump back creature from easy departure are you positive you perfer jack paul martel or henny just give me a rubb down from yo granny and i'm just fine
beef it up the lay off made u cotex bone dry no blood just a few spotting of missy elliot lock ness monster in the bottom of a bottle hollow?
3. "RE: i remmeber lufa vandross" In response to Reply # 0
You're too cute & tooooo funny Zin! -- *chuckles*
Sometimes ... (but not always) ... but sumtimes -- I just luv ya to death! --
*Typical Male* -- Gotta love ya!
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
5. "RE: i remmeber lufa vandross" In response to Reply # 4
posted 4/14/2008 10:59:53 AM ET -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- consumed by despair performing cpr on stage to bring you back here taking st clair thugs 2 another level refracturing air ozone brother bear on alicia's keys sharing wheel of furtune uplifing heaven from endless galaxies a bee who need no wings indian contravesy lil dragon style eastern sho gun wit short range car jacking strike whirl wind grass blades for mile clipping blunts from mount rush give me moores mouths causing angio plasty rejects retarded respect to rewind playing my words in taped deck now they want to disrepect after immitating formula i'm on to yeah like weezy walking on jefferson why you think he turned the other way and every body is supporting the flag not american here i come again
do your history on the penny juggling mind wit a beat.
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