35.Lyricist Tony Vs 36.Roger Ransom

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  1. Nebz

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    10.You have been, seeing this girl for 2 weeks. U guys havent had sex but on that one special night you guys finally have intercourse.....You roll over the Next morning and shes Gone....and Left u a Note, Saying


    "what up baby doll, shorty what's the reason your blue",
    this and that, kickin' game, she ain't know what to do
    she hadn't a clue,
    next thing that we knew we were two.
    hangin' out, straight chillin', catchin dinner's and brews,
    concert shows, even caught a cold, hangin' together,
    cuddled up, nose drippin', eating chicken soup in cold weather.
    even better, shorty had her own stack of chedder,
    two weeks and we were kids again exchanging love letters,
    of a feather, me and baby bird we're flockin' together.
    every day passed know she's looking better and better.
    with the tighty whitey skin pants, huggin' them buns
    nighty night, naw baby girl, come and get some
    tonight we gonna have some fun, you the beat in my drum
    so i'ma beat it up right after i give it some tongue.
    mmmm hun, you the one, girl i'm never gon' run
    she musta been stunned, speechless, with or-gas-ums.
    her body convulsed, i kept it up, she moaned in delight,
    she quivered left, right, up and grabbed me closer then tight.
    her bottom lip bite, juices flowing all on my might.
    and 15 minutes later, kissin', goin' again through the night.
    the shit was fabulous, greatest sex i had in my life,
    it's only been a couple weeks but think i'd make her my wife.
    we cuddled close, fell asleep, neither one had to work.
    the plan was wake up 'round 8 and make her coffee to perk
    her appetite delight in making eggs and bacon and jerk
    the pancake batter, buttermilk with ms. butterworth's.
    but round 7:30 woke up, and to my surprise,
    my girl was gone, with a letter on my bed by her side.
    i wiped the crust up out my eyes, scratched my balls and my thighs.
    and red the letter disbelieving it like all of it's lies.
    she said; "my dearest roj', ransom, the night was incred.
    ible, never knew a brother had your skills in the ed-
    ible, nor up in the bed, i will expain it in blunt.
    because you kept it real with me, so honesty's what you want.
    i really liked you boy, felt so good in my cunt.
    but know i'm pregnant by your boy, 'member louis the runt?
    he knocked me up last month, but the cat is a clown.
    i thought i'd play you out, have you be the father but now.
    my feelings for you grew to true, and last night was a WOW.
    but now i'm gone roger ransom, like empty i'm out.
    gone to live with family i got in dirty down south"
    all i can say is ouch. scatchin on the side of my brow.
    oh well, fuck it. guess i'm goin' back to rep'n the town.
    cuz bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks, and i won't meow.
    or ever bow... least i got a nut, and this bitch got plowed!.
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