They say timing is everything
So does that mean we have nothing
Did I come in your life too late
Am I a victim of past hate
Did I come in your life to early
Maybe that’s why you communicate barely
I just have reminiscent thoughts of making love
Remembering how I fit you like a glove
I close my eyes and dream of kissing your lips
Wishing you would grab hold of me & thrush into my hips
Wanting you to squeeze my ass
Sip me as if I was a water glass
You have become an addiction
But what I feel is more like a conviction
All I want to do is bust
Before my futhamuckin pipes rust…
Damn how I miss that
Now let’s play chase the CAT
It’s okay to be mesmerized by that drip drip drip
Nah baby don’t trip…all ya gotta do is dip!!!

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