Riding Nasty In Bondage

It never bothered me if she got nasty,
If all else failed we would fuck in the backseat of the Chevy,
Wait until she whispers grab on it,
Life had other ideas and invited her best friend,

If the world gave two shits about why Ciara put out,
Executing persecutions crying before the jury pronounces Martyrs dead,
They would of realized it wasn’t the fact she had great head game,
Or that the Chevy belonged to her and not prince fucking charming,

Instead they were waiting for the transfer of chains,
While she fucked him violently the graves of child soldiers started crying,

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