Diced pineapple, Tonight you shall reach a height that the sky wont catch you The highest form of my admiration And I aint no connoisseur but Im kinda sure you will admire my taste But before the sun graze ya Im tryin to see how deep you are And believe me shorty I aint talking about no intimate conversation I wanna see if I can make you reach things unobtainable When I peek into your nature And I promise you my goals will exceed any physical pleasure I wanna, give you whats better than better The better my effort, the wetter her treasure The more these mere moments seem like heavens or temporary forevers Shorty get it together Diced pineapple May your love come down so my mind might have you You designed my imagination Let me redefine foreplay so you need five and Tell me shorty you got it baby If its not it baby, hope its progress baby Let it all drip baby If you stop that shaking, no more talking baby, no more talking baby
Posted on: Mon, 24 Mar 2014 17:20:41 +0000
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