Guess what Shy? I gonna make it- without you! You stay in my brain but I’m going to shake it! I let my eyes get a little misty while writing, but you won’t start me to breaking! You came into my life like a whirlwind. We put it down passionately then you took off again. (like no other) If you ever find yourself in the C.O., will you visit me Cheyenne? Will you come around my way? Will you make a pass, over my runway? Matter of fact, release your landing gear, make a touchdown and prepare to stay. I won’t entertain you with the thought of a love affair; we can just f*&k all day! Heeeyy!!! You can spend my money all day! You say, “Jump”, I say “how high?” Girl you got me sprung; So much so that I might kiss the sky! Chick I had the upper hand. I had your # and never called. But every time I heard your voice I was ready to drop it all. You are calling me from way across town but I need you here. As I dawn my cape and mask call me you know who have no fear! Wherever you at…. I’ll be right there. You know what? Eff you Chey! I’m gonna make it without you have no doubt! You took me to the highest of heights but don’t think I can’t bail out! Chick I aint new to this! I’m gon call it like it is! I fed you. You got high. I stuck you. Yeah, I handled biz. How cold you be so cold-blooded? After moaning in my ear oouuu! I luv it! After sampling this d--k, you say “negroe I’m above it!” Girl I thought I had you in that tight squeeze. At the mention of my name, you’d be saying please. See here, this pimp in my mind already saw you on your knees. Then all of a sudden you up and leave… Before I had the chance to receive… The crown of your lips pressed upon my head.. So fittingly for this king! This ain’t my heart on my sleeve. Just your name tattoed on my arm to be precise. Shy’s boy trying to get next to this Shy girl (baby twice!!!). If I can’t make my way into your shy world…. I hear a Toni Braxton song. How can I, when will I breathe (*holding breathe*). Somewhere I must have went wrong. Shy I might not make it without you. Last time I saw you I called it quits. I got a strong desire for you, but I’m preparing myself to resist. If I could taste your lips for the last time; If I could place my hands on your hips, then we start our slow grind; I would not mind, for the last time, you let me hit that a__ from behind. Let me sip on your p%#$y juices which flow like fine wine. Sheeeeittt I bet that will make u mine! I’m just effing with you Shy. You would be the last one on my list. That drink you threw at my ride left me thoroughly pissed. With your middle finger, you sent an undeserved diss. Yeah I’m messed up right now. You got me looking all sis. Women in earshot whispering “Whatever the instrument, belt or thong… that negroe been p%#$y-whipped!!!!