It’s been a while and I’ve been feeling kind of thirsty
I look to others to quench my thirst, but none can compare to your magical taste
You make me stay up till late
Sometimes we crash early
In then out
I think my record is less than 20 minutes
And just like what’s in between her thighs
I’m pink with it
Imma have my drink with it
I guess that was so explicit
I guess imma stick with it
Physically stick with it
I can’t just get sick of it
Every bottle is different
Yet holds the same taste
These two hold the same weight
Butt they not the same
Miracle watts her name
Moscato in my In my hand
That’s it let’s start this trip again!
To be continued
⁃ Unsigned
Kwamesayss
The French Chronicles 