You’re Only Allowed To Talk To Me When We’re Fuckin.’

No You’re Not Allowed To Talk To Me Unless We’re Fuckin’

You lost that privilege to talk to me
Walk with me
Stay up all night
Permission to hawk me
Cry with me
Die with me
Lie to me
Or try with me
Text to me
Get vexed at me
Agenda
Splendor
In-checks with me

Whatever it is you speak when we’re not fuckin’
Yes, I’m turning a deaf ear to (I’m duckin’)

So while you got all these built up feelings that flow like The Niagara
You’d ‘better be filling up that blue bottle of Viagra

R. Kelly sang it best
But I’ma do a remix of it for your chest:

“I might be used to you spending. And all that sweet wining and dining. Well I’m fucking you for life”

I decided.
Don’t think I wanna be your wife, homie, lover, friend.
Sounds funny huh? (coming from a woman to a man)…

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MEET ANGELA SHERICE