There is a man
Who loves my curves,as much as my soul
The darkness of my eyes,and the fullness of my lips
My 'swag' and my 'song'
The hue of my skin;although it matters as much as the price of tea in China
A light shines from him that can never be snuffed out
[New one folks,say what you will about it...]
Who loves my curves,as much as my soul
The darkness of my eyes,and the fullness of my lips
My 'swag' and my 'song'
The hue of my skin;although it matters as much as the price of tea in China
A light shines from him that can never be snuffed out
[New one folks,say what you will about it...]
