Monday, July 27, 2009
Lion King
Of course she's the best. I wouldn't settle for any less because I am the Lion King. No, not Mufasa, my name's Rashad. I don't have any sons, but definetely a few Scars. I grew up like Simba in the concrete jungle and struggled to find real friends like Timon and Pumba, but sure enough...I made it through and the crown was due. But that's enough about me...I'm interested in her. There's just something about her that makes me want to make her purr. Maybe it's her eyes that mesmerize me everytime. Maybe it's those perfect thighs that make me rise and fantasize about her making me roar...Maybe it's more so the tattoos that make me want to put her through it...Or maybe it's the fact that she's a real cool kit. Down to earth Chick who keeps it a hundred...Different from the rest of these bitches who are out they're wishing they could be with me. Wishing they stood a chance with the King. But Honestly, I'm a Lion...So I don't fuck with bitches, they could stick with the dogs. N that's nobody around me, so please try and keep up. My chick's are sex kittens, my niggas are big Cats...Got that? Good. That being said, I reserve the right to be selective and I've selected a girl who's nearly perfect. Not just any girl, a girl who I want to make purr every night, put her in the fur if she's cold at night...The sorta chick I would treat right for the rest of her life. Why? She was born in August...That makes her the Lioness. Queen of the Concrete Jungle...Cuz Solo's the Lion King
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