a BLACK SOUL SISTA sweet
With her stroll blista the street
She’s provided with a gift
His flow collided swift
With her red lips
Her head may slip
And fall in love
And be all up in the club
Kissing and going on
This boy with a menu nice
Wanted to come into her life.
For him at home require a boo
With her stroll blista the street
She’s provided with a gift
His flow collided swift
With her red lips
Her head may slip
And fall in love
And be all up in the club
Kissing and going on
This boy with a menu nice
Wanted to come into her life.
For him at home require a boo