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Jul 2012
Even tho i hate it, i want her To Bo$$ me...shhh keep that on the hush somebody might find me...Workin for her love, slavin for her cookies.....or mistake me for her baby, cuz im durling off her *******..Words that i remorse... sounds that get me high...This girl is a course and im just barely getting by...but I Know that she the Bo$$ she think she just a worker...to make it even worst my personalized ******...But baby your a Queen...The beauty of my dreams...So i work for you, Your personal maintenance man...Better yet your blessed cuz Im your number one fan..So baby just come Bo$$ me tell me what to do...Cuz I signed a contract and I will Only Work for You!..... #didyoureadthisone
Written by
Quentin Briscoe
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