The Way You Touch Me

The way you touch me you've got me yearning for more. We can start on the bed and continue this on the floor.

The tips of your fingers scans my body, as a soft breath escapes me.

You give me goose bumps as if you've touched me with ice cubes. Damn you've got me so wet there's no need for any lube.

I must admit you got me wide open. The heat between us both has got me soaking.

I can't fight the urge to lightly moan my approval of pleasure. The way you've got me feeling, no one else can measure.

Put it on me right and I'll return the favor. I just got to taste you, I'll take my time, I won't rush because its a taste that I want to savor.

Give me all you've got and I'll give you all of me. My hot spot is the lock and your the only one with the key.

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What Happened to the Real Rap Songz?

What's up with today's rap songz? All of it sounds whack. We lost Pac and Bigg, so there is no one to pick up the slack. All these dance songz talking about jerking and racks. You know they don't have nothing to say because they brought in Sponge Bob and his crabby patty stacks. Acting as if they are skateboard fiends, and bragging about being addicted to promethezine. They even attached a cool name, they call it Lean. What happened to rappers like EPMD, Tribe Called Quest, Dougie Fresh and Slick Rick? These new songz got a catchy beat, but they all make me sick. Talking about hitting this girl and that girl on different nights. Does anyone out there who love old hip hop feel my plight? The new rap songz make my ears sore. I want the old hip hop that you could understand the lyrics to sing along to while your grooving on the dance floor. Waka Flocka learned his colors, so he wanted to share that with you. But Waka, it's not just Black and Yel

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Jones'n

I'm jones'n for your touch and I can't fight it. Your sex has got me blinded. I just want you to get behind it. I don't know what I should do to stop. You're deep in my psyche my mind feels as though it might pop. A free feel is what I plan to cop. Show me the way deep within your heart. I'll make sure I'll continue to do my part. To give you love and affection that will be beyond the top of the chart. I've got it bad I'm on cloud nine. I'm going to keep reiterating that you are so fine. Too bad I missed the boat and you can't be all mine. Mark my words when I say I'm going to do more than make love to you. Baby the Sky's the limit and there's so much that we can do. I'll make you cum until your vision is clouded by stars of red, white and blue.

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