Best Man
I have a plan
And I call him my best man
He’s all that
Good sex
Financially stable
But first he’s my best friend
Never have to ask who can I run to
Cause it’s him my best man is my boo too
I can tell him I fuqked up and he’ll forgive me
I can do all those “girlie things"
And he’ll still want to live with me
He can secretly hate some of the things I do
But nothing compares to when he says “I love you”
He can’t fix all my problems and I don’t expect him too
All I want is for him to be there when I come through
I want him home when I’m alone
And out when I’m about
Don’t want him to make bills
I want him to make babies nah not even that
But we could practice maybe.
It’s incredible my lyrics are not nearly edible
But delectable is
A man who will do simple things just cause he know I like them
cause he knows I’ll do the same
A man who aint too proud to beg and call out my name
I need someone who aint shy
I want someone to come home to at night
Copyright © Norey Bailey | Year Posted 2006
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