Baby Gurl---pt 3
It’s a quarter to six and I’m about to take Baby gurl out on a date
When I get to her crib I hope I don’t have to wa8
Well, you know how u women are; you say you’ll be ready but we all know that mean fashionably la8
Anyways, I got to her crib where the big hand was on 7 and the lil hand on 3
I knocked on the door and behold, beauty stood before me
Baby gurl hair style was tight
Her lil red dress was huggin her just right
It revealed her shape in the evening light
So I gave her a hug and didn’t wanna let go
I made sure she felt my lil woody below
I escorted her to my ride and we headed down to my fav Italian spot
As we were cruisin, she put her hand on my leg and shit got hot
All I could think was, she was either horny or outta her mind
Cuz there’s plenty room in this Hummer for me to stroke that ghetto ass behind
Finally we did dinner and errrything couldn’t be finer
Then I took her back to her place and she wanted a sixty-nine’r
2b-con’t
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