**Three months, she call ‘I feel I’m runnin a fever’ Six months, I’m tellin her I desperately need her Nine months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around I need more than to knock it down I’m really tryin to lock it down Midnight we hook up and go at it Burn a stogger, let her know, sweetheart I got to have it She tellin me commitment is somethin she can’t manage Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic Ahh damnit ! This all Harrison Ford frantic My 911 wasn’t answered by my fly Taurus enchantress Next week, who hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty club With some banging ass Asian playin lay it down and lick me up What !?
**my favorite part .. ~JAY
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