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Oh yes I love her like...egyptianWant a description? her body's sickeninI can be her prescription, I can be her physicianSexual healing, I can be her religionAnd now shes kneeling, praying to the ceilingI bless her as if she sneezedMust be the weather, I dress her, I am her sleevesI am her feathers, she's fly,Flyer than you, flyer than me,I love her, she loves me tooI love her three..times more than her momTime will tell that im the niggaThat she should, we shouldBe wherever she wanna beBe on her late night, mid day, AMJust say when and I know I be with cavemenBut never..mind themShe's poison and I am Michael BivinsSee I know y'all dont hear meBut she does, we doesWhat grown folk do when they had too much to drinkAnd I think, we done had to much too drink and..
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Oh yes I love her like I ought tooI see you at the alter mrs. carterI see you with me daughterOr son, more than oneMaybe five like the jacksonsOr john pacsonJust dont let them fuck up the mansionAnd daddy will be home later onSmelling like the cologneThat I put on this mornAnd I hope that you smell like woman soapAnd shampoo and lotionAnd perfume and candlesAnd ima run thru that pussy like a vandalYes im nasty as a ScorpioBut ima lucky LibraGot her wet like she's sweating out a fever (wow)Leave her to me and she'll be smilingEvery single time you see herFrom ear to earI wanna be beside her when she sleep and she layOr we can stay awake and watch the next dayClothes are overrated, panties are debatedEinstein..her head is the greatest
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Oh yes I love her like her dad told herNo man would ever love herOh and I better be the only manSticking it, licking it like an envelopeMailing it, sealing it, read itI have written down victoria's secretDont tell nobody, dont shake your bodyWith nobody, not even a fingerI will cut it off and let him keep itThat as for weezy, babyAnd at my station we have sex orientationWhen I hit it she squint like them orient asiansI do me, I say hey miss chung leeI like to see your bootyRoll like sushi, im tryin to dip my celeryUp in her blue cheeseAh's, oo wee's, wa la's, ta da'sMhm's, uh huh's, oh yeahs, never oh no'sUntil I have to go, and then its never oh noI tell her dont cry, I be back like the electric billAnd when she butt naked she dress to kill!
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