Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Monster girl

You feel is love dat dere
What de fuck
You're just another cut
You get a fuck and now you stuck
You feel is love dat dere
What de fuck
You walked on by, everything look right
I was curious to examine your size
My boy, is not love dat dere
It's just a cut
Your swagger your style, the way you smile
I could not let that pass me by
Doh feel is love dat dere
What de fuck
I only wanted to cut
The way you move, the way you groove
Just sought of put me in the mood
To feel your chest against my breast
My hips and yours they dare not rest
Becoming one, until I cum
And then my boy, we are done
But you thought was love that was dere
Oh Fuck
I only wanted a good cut
Your mysterious allure, I longed to explore
What's at your core, I prefer ignore
Can you work that thing the way you whyne
I'm not interested in making you mine
But you thought that was love
No pal, you block
All I wanted was some cock
Don't need your money, I have my own
I'm not one of those hungry girls
Can you rock my world, make my toes curl
Leave me thinking, I've found a pearl
But no, you thought was love
How is me, what the fuck
Boy shut your mouth and pass da cock
These words she said rocked his core
This macho man's ego now bruised and sore
Some how this time he wanted more,
Than just another girl he scored
Aa, you feel is love dat dere
What de fuck
Baby, you were just a good fuck

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