Part Iii
part III
my man jack
keeps me focused
always on track
a lil tip
i'll never sleep
or slip
no matter
how tight
your mack
whoooaaaaa....
this cd might start
to skip
shake my hip
soft beso to my lip
did i fall for your mack?
thought jack
had my back
fu** it…
take this
first aid kit
of my heart mend the cracks
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