grind
• Written by user50697041
I'm sure you not about to tell me you ain't cum enough
I started praying for the hope and the change of love
Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause
Hoes love me because of my cars
Track of tough love with tattered seems
I'm light years ahead of you right tiers
And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
I'm the type of kid that always mocks love,
In middle school i had to write to be timid
Gotta love it ,land of the privlidged
Making love to a professor of divinity
I need your admiration for infinity
They getting deals with thier weak buzz
I learned the first lesson of love
And i’m talkin, passenger action
We made love with all sorts of passion
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user50697041
Member since December 9 2015