Diced pineapple
Tonight you shall reach a height that the sky won’t catch you
The highest form of my admiration
I ain’t no connoisseur but I’m kinda sure you will admire my taste
And before the sun graze ya
I’m tryin to see how deep you are
And believe me shorty I ain’t talking about no intimate conversation
I wanna see if I can make you reach things unobtainable
When I peek into your nature
And I promise you my goals will exceed any physical pleasure
I wanna, give you whats better than better
The better my effort, the wetter her treasure
The more these mere moments seem like heavens or temporary forevers
Shorty get it together
Diced pineapple
May your love come down so my mind might have you
You designed my imagination
Let me redefine foreplay ‘till you need five and
Tell me shorty you got it baby
If its not it baby, hope its progress baby
Let it all drip baby
If you stop that shaking, no more talking baby, no more talking baby
— wale (via 1overjordan24)
