Do U
U make me want to do U
In the worst possible way
Tell all ya boys what kind of game U have
U need to teach a class
Cause U got this virgin ready
to open
When no other guy in the past has
Your voice sends chills down my spine
It just reminds me that I want to Do U
Even more
I hate that you have this affect on me
Losing it isn't even a moral thing anymore
Cause i'm way pass expiration
Compared to my peers
I'm ready to be devoured
Pollinate my flower
I'm trying to be a good girl
But bad thoughts are treading over
Do U
and i'll do me
But boy you got me wanting to Do U
Maybe only in my fantasies
this can be reality.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2006
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