Tilted not twisted
Now I'm not into calling him daddy, not my thing, but EVERYTHING else in this song gets me tilted. I need him to make me cry to the rhythm of this song...then start all over and do me again.
Both of his hands in my locs, me on all fours, his hips to my ass... take out your frustrations on ME!
posted by Poetry @ 9:08 PM
2 Comments:
At March 18, 2008 7:10 PM,
eclectik said…
Oooo weee
wait.
Damnit I'm bald.
F.
e.
At March 19, 2008 2:42 PM,
Poetry said…
Umm E. you read that wrong, his hands are in MY locs. LOL!!!
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