Moë Lotti - Love Letter

Real devilish and delicious, but dear boyfriend, you know
I know I be acting crazy, you know what I'm saying, but I'm a crazy bitch
I'm crazy over you
What the fuck don't you understand
This a real bitch, this real love
So look
He said he would slide around about nine
I knew nine times out of ten, he's gone show up on time
It's unlocked nigga, come on in
I sit back and sip my wine
By nine oh five bitch, we was on ten, no phone calls, he said fuck your friends
But I'ma call them back right as soon as we end
Then it kicked off
He say my lips soft
We criss crossed
Bra I'm ripped off
He got a big ol' dick, he a big boss
I'm the gold rose, I call him
Rick Ross
Then he choked me out with my legs up
I lift my head up and told him "tear it up"
He sped up
Like he was sped up
He fucked my hair and my bed up
And now I'm mesmerized and I'm moaning
Because he been told me he want it enough talking about it, nigga take my body
Because I take the dick and I own it, l and I'm rolling off a three beans
Three, two, one
Get you out of your jeans
We can make a movie, no you see me on your screen
Next time nigga
Watch come with a ring
And I know that I come with a lot
Like come over now, are you coming
or not,
I come to your spot
Got you coming a lot
But and I always come just to see what
you got,
And he love that I talk to him nasty
Actually
I do it, he don't ever have to ask me
Slap me
but only on my ass real classy
That real nigga dick the only shit that relaxes me, actually
You know, it's me
After everything said and everything done, at least you haven't
forgot how to show a girl a good time look
He drop deep dick with devotion, now the beds a boat, I'm a ocean
He floating, smoking still stroking
Damn he remote in all of my emotions
We make love and make promises,
We swap slop, that's how we honor it,
His penetration so prominent
I let him dictate, but I'm dominant
I call shots when I call his phone,
He turn me on when I hear his tone
Yeah heright here, but tell him we not home
Nigga dick so long had me tripping when he gone
And before he go to work, gotta make him bust twice,
I putit on his plate, and he ate every slice,
Yeah it taste nice, he gon' pay every price
Tell him have a good day, can't wait till the night
Baby wait till tonight, I'ma show you
what's real
Put you right to sleep like my name Nyquill
Boy, you give me chills
French kissing in your grills
I'ma slurp it all up, no burp, no spills
I know that he so in love with me feelings flow while he fuckin' me
I don't know if he druggin' me, but this gangsta love and he thuggin' me

Written by:
Tamaric Johnson

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