My Intention
Baby tell me what you want to do..
Trust me girl I never lose.
F*** that pussy black and blue.
Have you screaming f*** me boo.
Damn I am so deep in you.
Me a minute man impossible.
climbing over obstacles.
Dripping wet Nigeria falls.
Front back I want it all.
Little soldier standing tall.
Addicted to that moaning sounds.
Have you thinking wedding grounds.
Fainting after seven rounds.
Each bell a different pound.
Now tell me did I do my job.
Copyright © Dion Bess | Year Posted 2011
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