| Poems | ||||||
| Bad Boy | ||||||
| I don't know wut it is about that bad boy style all i know is it drives me wild everytime I see you I can't help but smile all the cute and thugish things you do makes me wanna stay with you a while so you better hurry and take your pick cuz you could just be missing out on a lil bad chick |
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| Roeses are red voilets are blue I'm in love but now with you when you broke my heart you though I'd cry but all it was, was another guy you told my friends I was a trick I told my friends you had a small **** well guess wut nigga you got played too. | ||||||