Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done
I see your love and radiance coming out of michael my son,
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
But am sick in love and your my medication
When your love lies in the coffin woken up
And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive
You just have to choose love in every part of life
Permanently focused, learning while i'm going
My love is a masterpeace to thrive in
I found myself losing focus at a sunday service
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check
That girl you love got your bros in her bed
Can't see his son shine like the four tops
Hoes love me because of my cars
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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