I'm just trying not to feel the need
to ***** myself.
Over & Out
Of the
Poor White Trash Society
class-classy.
I am very much so.
Not my fault.
You think Imma
whore-worth-less
than you.
That's the
Price of being Pretty.
Some "people" are just praying .
That you will play pretend **********
with them,
for the right price.
Of course,
money is alway$ the motive.
So he'll
Flash dat Ca$h
& Dem bling-bling-ring$.
Prayin' he can afford to
Pay, people to pitty play up
on him.
But I don't play or put out.
Anymore.
I am not a **********
$ can't win me over.
You can find someone else
to drink with
or
experiment with.
Whatever you call it.
I'm just going to coast
it riding as the
6th wheel.
Till hell freezes over.
Then can I,
crash,
burn,
& fall
all the way down
the
6th route
till I hit
the
6th exit.
That will
Bring
me
Back into your arms, again.
May 12, 2012
May 12, 2012 at 3:25 PM UTC
I'm just trying not to feel the need
to ***** myself.
Over & Out
Of the
Poor White Trash Society
class-classy.
I am very much so.
Not my fault.
You think Imma
whore-worth-less
than you.
That's the
Price of being Pretty.
Some "people" are just praying .
That you will play pretend **********
with them,
for the right price.
Of course,
money is alway$ the motive.
So he'll
Flash dat Ca$h
& Dem bling-bling-ring$.
Prayin' he can afford to
Pay, people to pitty play up
on him.
But I don't play or put out.
Anymore.
I am not a **********
$ can't win me over.
You can find someone else
to drink with
or
experiment with.
Whatever you call it.
I'm just going to coast
it riding as the
6th wheel.
Till hell freezes over.
Then can I,
crash,
burn,
& fall
all the way down
the
6th route
till I hit
the
6th exit.
That will
Bring
me
Back into your arms, again.
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