love is blind

The mix CD ended its rpeviosu song and moved on 2 Rollout... (u do know whut that one is, right?)

((no, I don't ))

((ill get the lyrics... ps post on end of page 3))

((Lryics follow

{Chorus - roll out! in background}
I got my twin glock. 40s, cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin on twenties, with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that
Twin glock. 40s, cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin on twenties, with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that

Now where'd you get that platinum chain with them diamonds in it?
Where'd you get that matchin Benz with them windows tinted?
Who them girls you be with when you be ridin through?
Man I ain't got nothin to prove, I paid my dues
Breakin the rules, I shake fools while I'm takin 'em, whewwwww!
Tell me who's your weed man, how do you smoke so good?
You's a superstar boy, why you still up in the hood?
What in the world is in that BAG, what you got in that BAG?
A couple a cans a whoop ass, you did a good ass job of just eyein me, spyin me

Man, that car don't come out until next year, where in the **** did you get it?
That's eighty - thousand bucks GONE, where in the **** did you spend it?
You must have eyes on your back, 'cause you got money to the ceiling
And the bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin
The better I'm feelin, the more that I'm chillin
Winnin, drillin and killin the feelin
Now who's that bucked - naked cook fixin three - coast meals?
Gettin goosebumps when her body tap the six inch heels
What in the world is in that ROOM, what you got in that ROOM?
A couple a gats, a couple a knives, a couple of rats, a couple of wives
Now it's time to choose

Are you custom - made, custom - paid, or you just custom - fitted?
Playstation 2 up in the ride and is that Lorenzo - kitted?
Is that your wife, your girlfriend or just your main *****?
You take a pick, while I'm rubbin the hips, touchin lips to the top of the dick
Now tell me who's your housekeeper and what you keep in your house?
What about diamonds and gold, is that what you keep in your mouth?
What in the world is in that CASE, what you got in that CASE?
Get up out my face, you couldn't relate, wait to take place at a similar pace
So shake, shake it

{(Chorus) 1/2x}

Get out my business, my biznass
Stay the **** up out my biznass, ah
'Cause these bitches all up in my shit and it's my business,
My biznass
Stay the **** up out my biznass, 'cause it's mine, oh mine
My business, my biznass
Stay the **** up out my biznass
'Cause these bitches all up in my shit... {fade} ))

She pulled away from his kiss grinning. "No kissing on the dance floor." She teased. Of course that wasn't a real rule, but she loved to tease him.

"Yes. Then why are they doing ti?" he pointed out a couple that were really going at it. He kissed her again, more roughly and passionitaly.

She barely kissed him back, hightening the sexual tension between them. She still danced. Sometimes she teased too much, it was something she had to work on doing less, she knew it. "Be good." She grinned. She whiped her hair around wildly.

Some of it whipped into his face and he winced at the slight sting. "ouch." he said, barely audible

(( She wasn't that close... ))

((shes got long hair, uve said so yourself... 😖hifty: ))

(( fine.. be difficult 😛 😂 ))

She looked up and gently took his head between her hands. "I'm so sorry." She lightly laughed. "Are you ok?"

He decided to play along...
"No. It hurt so much! My mouth needs a kiss to make it better."

She grinned, knowing he was kidding, but she kissed his lips passionately. She pulled away smiling. "Feel better?"

"Much... when do you get off work?"

"I'm off now. I'm just waiting for Jovanna."

"well... Wanna geta drink?"

She nodded. "Sure." She was getting hot from dancing anyways.

((where r u in the Mafia: Role play?))

Paul walked Jasmin to the bar stool... "I'd like a Corona beer, and she would like a..." he glanced at Jasmin glistening face.

"The same." She smiled. "With lime."

"...two Corona's and one iwth a lime, please?" the bartender nodded.