::11:16:07::

::: Sima :::

And when he comes
on the Sunday stroll.
cause whatever, whatever
kept his calls.
Received none of hers.
Empty promises to her kids.
cause in all reality;
None are his.
But, she's glad he came.
No matter when or what time;
At least this night.  He
holds her tight.
And f*cks away all her questions;
of where he's been.
Flip the script and then your explaining;
What you been doing.  His boys saw you
with a dude.  Yeah, he's only clever cause
She let's him run his game.
In the end. In the bed.  Lights out.
They both get what they want.
Til the sun comes up.  He's tighting up.
Here comes the excuses of why he's got
to bounce.
She listens lean.  Knows the song, but let's
him sing.
Just cause; He's sexy as hell, knocks it's out
with every stroke.
He ain't sh*t, but he's all hers.

Written by: ~ Nicole