Procrastinator

Again for the umptenth time in my life - I have like a months worth of clothes to wash. A months worth. Damn cuz. Damn. I don't get worried until my wifebeaters (pardon - my A shirts) and boxers are all gone. I still have enough boxers for another week - but I gotta go see my grandmomma and them so I should be wearing clean pants. and a clean shirt wouldn't hurt - much.

There are so many clothes. I gotta take a cab to the "clean" laundromat. If I was balling - the delivery service could come get this sh*t. Alas I'm not. And there I go. Oh yea I got some installments of a book I said I wouldn't publish until I was married or in a serious relationship. It's called Playing Myself. It's set in real life. It's actually real exchanges I had in the real world with real girls...via the internet. Big Electro Pimpin. I went a lot of places to keep things neat. To keep things from getting messy. To steer clear of drama in my yard. *believe that*

can you keep up?
babyboy, make me lose my breath
bring the noise, make me lose my breath
hit me hard, make me lose my hhhh hhhh
can you keep up?
babyboy, make me lose my breath
bring the noise, make me lose my breath
hit me hard, make me lose my breath

This is my new favorite – song. Now everybody knows I have a major crush on Beyonce. It really isn’t her body (whoa did I say that….its her body) It’s the fact that her and her girls are all fine and country….Michelle is really my favorite. Nice church girl.

oohh...
i put it right there, made it easy for you to get to
now you wanna act like you don't know what to do
after i done done everything that you asked me
grabbed you, grind you, liked you, tried you
moved so fast, baby now i can't find you
oohh...
i'm startin' to believe that i'm way too much for you
all that talk but it seems like you can't come through
all them lines like you could satisfy me
now i see where believing you got me
gave you the wheel but you can't drive me

Oh Beyonce....you're so antagonistic....



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