She became my Love King and I was far from hiding it. As I packed up her make up bag, I threw my F.I.L.A. jacket in my suitcase. Where we were going I never asked, shit I was down for the blast. She somehow became my sex intelligent, yes his sex intelligent. The yamaha I rode made her panties wet, made him beg for the Nikki part 2. Funny thing he nearly pissed when he felt the abyss. Ha well I held her panties to the side, my dick was getting turnt out. Became my every Febuary Love, everytime we made sweet love! well I would wear that gator gear, like I was from Flordia University! The Veteran became so priceless, damn she just knew everyway to take care of me! Made me wear all black everything, everytime I would leave her. The type that would have you saying baby I'm sorry. Please tell me when you'r finally here. Made me jump everytime, I heard someone new talk about her. Her love, see I gotta get it. She was my shone and the only one who supn my head right round. I planted R.O.O.T.S. in her, that shit was weather guard. Everytime she would act up, I'd be like baby you know I'm gonna be on you. Except my mind was on my money, and I was not available. So I'd tell her touch me, and she'd be like never. It became my job to become the sugar to her spice. So each day I would rewimd the time, and make sure I was on her mind! Telling myself, this will be the best night of my life. oooo with her I'm living better now, and she is without a doubt the WINNER! The freak that tells me "daddy hit it like this". Blowing up twitter like yep dats me! Confessed years ago " I fall for your type, all the time." She's gorgeous and tells the crowd let me get you on your toes. She exceeds her 15 mintues of fame. Makes you feel as though you took a sleeping pill, by missing the true talent from her. I rejoice every hour for God letting her be my Angel. We may tit and tat, but with all said and done, we still kiss goodnight as we have sex on the beach! The time we spent was like un-other, she would light up the night. Every email would say "love you long time", but mine read xoxoxo. I'd dream someday of making her my wife. But whenever I'd get nerve, I'd lose myself in her fashion beats. Encourging her "Don't stop the party," yet telling her do it like this. Everytime she would prove to me, why she was the best one yet. I'd shake my head confessing "I just can't get enough." She would do her thing and play it loud. Like Boom Boom POW, as she'd text across the room, Hear me now? Damn the way she would rock that body, telling me meet me halfway. Thinking, Oh damn Imma Be the only nigga she's seeing. I gotta feeling she having my seeds, long before she became my Queen. She made me feel alive, yet texting her like "baby I'm missing you. When you coming thru?" Wishing he, was a ring a ling away. Made me party all the time, to get him out of my head. His colors became my electric city, every bitch became my show down. I was part of the NOW generation, not oh one day we'll be. One tribe was who I ROC'd with. As Angel the Ace, kept you rocking to the beat. Made me ask her baby where ya wanna go? Pick a simple little melody as you gallap like a mare. She'd say baby don't bring me down as she would ask me to pump it harder. Every time I'd get limp she would suck my cock and say let's get restarted. Tell me shut the phunk up, as her hands held my nuts. I'd lay back and just say ahhh thats the joint. Another weekend would go by, and I wouldn't even blink an eye. Had me holding her saying baby don't phunk around with our love. She'd sit on top of me dick so far in, and whisper baby I love only you!