It's not a fuck buddy I'mma lookin into gettin my ribs groped with a grip... I'mma jus a lookin to goin home but ain't givin no one that kinda time of day jus bcuz I play to much spittin venom from my lips... Time isn't to be wasted n lockin it down on some feel good jus can't be... I'm a look to work it to slip to those emotion thinking relations is made of dreams... U see allowin em in isn't an option jus bcuz I was forced to be single so up goes the bar... Slingin Johnny boy slong is the stroke with a lil tongue whip action that makes em sink in to the chest to far... N I ain't got it in me to lie like the best of em goin above the means of games jus to get what I want... Like I said I'm on a mission breakin open a new section of my own mind unfoldin the step bent at the knees in one direction... Peekin a sneak in a stare from a distance as bein physically touch of bein n has been missed with the purpose of my own intensions... I'm jus a good time gettin goin til that tongue open the front door with a smile I jus can't get enough of... I jus wanna be ya pleasure loosenin up what drops from in between ya hips neva to make it to luv... I got one more time in me to level up n I'll know when her fine lil azz will cross my path so til then I'm down to diggin in... Then again I do play to much n I jus might be fuckin with ya jus bcuz I can soooo, fuck me again...................... Lol... Ask me if I shive a get...