Donkey's & Boobies
Donkey's & Boobies'll have you barking up 2 trees |
Loosely speaking, Lucy shows her Donkey & Boobies |
And who's he? |
Another guy out on the hunt |
You dress like a stunt, and Donkey's & Boobies is
all that he'll want |
Your mind doesn't matter |
What matters is your mind over matter |
But instead, your Boobies pop out your shirt like a
Jello Mold on a platter |
But that doesn't matter |
Because you see somebody tonight that can give you a
baaaaby |
But then you run to Lord screaming "Jesus save
me!" |
Tight jeans strangling your Donkey |
He-haw |
Awwww, he laughing at you shorty |
He he he he |
Leaving nothing to the imagination |
Can have you in the precinct exaggerating |
Saying he forced the fornication |
But you had your Donkey & Boobies on display |
Ya'll were both drunk |
and it wasn't nothing but mutual masturbation |
But who chose to start dating? |
and you rose to the occassion |
and your mind got impatient |
So why keep your Donkey & Boobies waiting? |
The bottom line is to button up |
Keep your body covered up |
Stop crying and toughen up |
Stoplying and acting smut |
All that smoking and drinking, fucks up the way you
thinking |
Touch luck you slutting hethen |
You are the reason these words spill out of my being |
Respecting yourself means protecting ones self |
| and if you're exposing yourself |
| Then you're asking for all hell |
| And you're the one who thought that if you cuffed a baller, you'd be living in heaven... |
| Damn, those Donkey's & Boobies |
By: Brian L. |