I need a whore,
One who would do me for,
Without caring whom am down low,
Without question when i come and go,
Who would do me fast then slow.
My whore wouldnt care abt my past,
Her concern is satisfaction first,
Cum slow never fast,
Have me as long as it lasts.
My whore wouldnt bitch around,
She would always be mine proud,
Bending down low to the ground,
Loving my all soround.
She would be my angel,
My love id call her switheart,
Darling whom id live without,
Haters would call her a whore,
For envy shes not doing them for,
Shes their wicked minds whore and my hearts core
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