MISS SUMMER

Hope I'm the only one you call beb
Every time you go to bed 
Keep it low-key with them blues
Or listen to my lyrical bars
You Promised to be my only 
I go keep it a hundred with you bae
You pretty thick with some big booty
I love everything 'bout your body
Go put on your bikini
Lemme take you out to the beach
Bang you hard from the bay
With no sweeting in its coastal breeze

        surviving_pawn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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