Smooth like Butter
I am hot
Hot like the fire, smooth like butter
So fly I make the blue jays break their flight
Drop, plop, down they go
In the prescence of royalty
That's what I am
Royalty
Waving my hand like Princess D
Gracing the world like a Queen
Never even seen a princess this cool
Too cool
Like the crisp wind brushing against your neck
Shivers incarcerate your body
Frozen at the thought
Ice
As much as you say:
She never had a boy, never will
I'm ready to dominate
Gorgeous, Confident, Slick
I am flawless
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