Foxy!
My hair my nails my tan?
All rockin'!
But how might you ask is my body not shockin'?
Yes, its ture, the pounds may rule . . .
But you'd be surprised, they make them boi's drool!
From my fingers to my toes, I let everything show
And hell yes, you bet, I'll let every one know!
50? 60? 100? likes!?
No. . . haha . . . not for me, yeah, thats right.
But its like glue to flower
you can't stop my girl power!
I'm so bad that it can't wash off in the shower!
Ahhh, I love it.
Me, myself and everyone know, from here to nantucket.
However on my game may be, It's hard sometimes to love me on my own.
. . . Even harder, ya know? When affections not shown.
But I don't get down, i can't theres no time!
Too many things to do, this life's all mine.
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