90’s Queen
Good Evening beloved can’t you see all this loving balenciaga‘s favorite shoes hunny
Can’t you believe you this amazing queen legs long I should call you the beautiful Nia Long
Go far in your studies you working so hard, don’t push yourself hard or the people Union would be calling tomorrow
5’7 46 years old first name Gabrielle you use to press me to bring it on but that bring those sorrow’s
Cry my shoulder I use to whip them away love at first sight that’s how we use to play I mean use to pray for better days
Love you like Craig you my sister Regina but you saw me like Martin Luther King
Talk to the people like everyday tryna show you the light can’t you see the world
Brandy was always the queen of braids we would watch that and laugh till I sucked on your neck to 90’s love
Tia & Tamera my other beautiful sisters dance and laugh away when you solving your problems
Made me realize even girls be having the slightest of problems
Can I be honest my beautiful Queen the best ones were back in the 90’s so that’s why I always say I love you my Queen
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