Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Jacks

hickeys acrosss my neck,
looking like a shark attackk.
bites on his cheeeek,
looking like Mike Vick's Dogg Fight.

take off my sht and start grinding on the dick,
hobbling and wobbling straight mess up his shit.
after its done he tryna leave money like a toll,
he's up i'm gone now he feeling like a hoe.

aye jacks on pay checks,
they always try to get that late text.

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