Hahahaha!
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Hahahaha!
And I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I III I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I will always love you yoUUUUU U U U U U U U U U U U UUUUUUUUUUUU U U U U U U U U U U U UU
Your hands on my hips pull me right back to you,
I catch that thrust give it right back to you,
you’re in so deep I’m breathing for you, you
Grab my braids arch my back high for you,
Your Diesel engine,I’m squirting mad oil
ah Down on the floor ‘til my speaker starts to boil
I flip shit- Quick slip Hip dip
- And I’m twisted -
In your hands -
and your lips and your tongue tricks-
and you’re so thick
and you’re so thick and
you’re so Crown Royal on ice…..
Beyoncé live at Revel - Cover of Ex-factor (Lauryn Hill)
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.