just another playa?
this playa unlike many these days is one from the blocks way back, when women still knew that what they saw was they got and then some, when you knew you was getting it strate up from the qwuete that shot the bastard even if it meant he/she had to hear, no fool i just dont like you. butstill the same, it's all good cuz i ant lookin for no troubles jus knowin i am some, keeps me on my toes, for it's all bout those eyes on a moonlitt night , that hair blwin in the wind against your smooth cheacks with the waves crashin and singing their song of freedom and triumph not missing a beat, to our bacs , the warmth of your arm and my hunger for even more of your touch. this playa dont just play the game, he is the game.
she better be more than most woman, she better have better cualities than most, she beter have more class than most these fool ass women these days, she would be all i would ever need and more, the angel i could never have thought even god could mold, she would be herself and nothing more,