it started of as a need for a ride..
places to go and no where to hide..
met her flirtin, wit sumone else...
and those eyes,they felt out of this place..
the curves juss too good to be true..
raisin brows here n there..
all my motions and how they flew..
this silly world,i couldnt care..
a passion to lay my hands on her..
with me lost in a rhyme...
she went by,i chased time..
chased her till i heard her whine..
gullible i woke up next day..
lookin around to catch my prey..
she seemed too hot to handle..
when there were others that posed a try...
fooled 'round door to door
meetin everybody else but her..
they were good but......
didn't have the charm to make the cut..
some days went by
now i have her..
she loves me when i ride her..
craves more more no matter what i give her..
we zoom past the crowd,as they drool..
her high rises and the low cuts all so cool..
the solid rear or the blinding front..
the nasty crowd bears the brunt...
we fuse as single soul..
bend low go high sweep all by..
touch the sky in an orgasmic bout
we make sounds didnt you hear us shout...
it happens day in n day out..
now you will wonder who was she..
well its something someone who drives me...
you may lovingly call it fz.......
