Sunday, September 21, 2008

Frontin'

Now every time your name get brut up

Id get caught up, like kind of sort of

Shy, girl u know u the reason y,

I can't describe the way I feel inside

When I noticed u, n u noticed I

Like I no this girl, and u know this guy

Lookd in2 ur eyes, like "there's the sky "

I look 4 disguises, but here u r

I c me in u, like that's how clear u r

There u r, like peek-a-boo

Man I'm glad I peaked a boo

Man I'm glad I picked ya boo

Love so tight, how dose air get thru....

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