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He said he like my profile pic Asked could we talk for a bit But I know That convo will only be short lived Flood of compliments leading to "C'mon girl. Just the tip" Passport stamps show I been on this trip A reg in Deja Vu The trouble the dance of my hips & lips gets me into My smart wits. I know I get it Immature ******** they dig it. But that noise My conscious telling me to **** it Sorry brutha but you ain't sayin much that I like I am flattered. Peace to you Goodnight
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
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He said he like my profile pic Asked could we talk for a bit But I know That convo will only be short lived Flood of compliments leading to "C'mon girl. Just the tip" Passport stamps show I been on this trip A reg in Deja Vu The trouble the dance of my hips & lips gets me into My smart wits. I know I get it Immature ******** they dig it. But that noise My conscious telling me to **** it Sorry brutha but you ain't sayin much that I like I am flattered. Peace to you Goodnight
I do appreciate it
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
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