Mello Yellow Almond Love
Shorty-red with them dreds down past dat collarbone, come here let me see if I
can’t get you home. Dem lips dem eyes check the biceps the gears is Guess
only the best for almond-joy. Not the average guy or man, far from a boy. Call him
a king, red-bone dream, vanilla-almond ice cream. Rum raisin in the bed springs
make me melt even in my dreams. Likes the concept of a wedding, but won’t
wear the ring. Bling mello cause he a yellow fello got a smile that makes a sista
tick inside. Crazy sexy cool put me in the mood. Almond boo can I be with you? I
can tell you what you want to hear. Wear whatever it is or isn’t you want me to
wear whoa! You like a pina-colada, lemon twist If I gotta switch my hips, bet I
could make you flip take a sip of this Black Girl Juice original boost make you fell
real loose, It’s so profuse the way you absolutely abuse me
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