If shawty's everything u claim her to be then betta step up to her pretty rapidly. Aint hit u in a while so inhale the advice. Make her the air u breathe because it feels so nice. U want to go down and kiss them two lips. Make sure ya do it right so ya can feel the squeeze of dem hips. Ya say shawty's got a man, but he far away you say. Fuck if he comin back t'morrow, go at her today. If she's as good as u say, then why the hell wait. There's a chance of not havin her if you wait for a later date. Don't move too fast, but fa sho don't move too slow. A steady mind and pace is the only way to go. Hit a nigga back and tell me how it goes. U may get to taste her sweet lips my nigga...Hey who knows.
Reason for writing:
U know what it do.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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