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"Freak-A-Leak"
A Mr. Chicago Joe and my-ty Collaboration


  Mr. Chicago Joe:



Today My-Ty
U gone be my Freak-A-Leak
Im gone keep U hot
in between them sheets
Treat your body like a Swisha Sweet
And break U down
Than wet U up
Fill up your middle,
wit some potent stuff
Roll U up
Than take a puff
Take U to the face
I can can never get enough
I gone teach U something
No need for stunt'n
When it comes to sex
Im educated like
I graduated from Harvard
We gone screw and chop
like we down in Houston
We aint lil kids
So there will be no juice'n
We to grown for that
We gone fuck tonight baby
And thats a fact
Take U lick by lick
Stick by Stick
My-Ty
Im about to hip U to some
Freaky Shit

  my-ty:

Mr. Chicago Joe, big pimpin in the MidWest
I know youve fucked plenty of women, but prepare yourself for the best

I hear what you are saying and it sounds like you know how to get down
But do you really think you are bad enough to take the pussy eating crown?

Damn right I am grown so no need to try play me cheap
I need a real man that can put my ass to sleep

See, I am old skool freak which means aint no games involved
I fuck like Im on a mission so, baby, here is your chance to evolve

Which way you want this pussy? Because I can do it any way you desire
You can smoke as many blunts as you want and I bet I can make you higher

  Mr. Chicago Joe:

I see U a Vet in this game
but after tonight
U gone have to retire
Cause after Im done with that ass
U gone mos def EXPIRE
As far as that pussy eat'n crown
I know how to lick it round and round
Go deep wit my tougne
I gonw have that ass sprung
Im a grown ass man
When it comes to this, sex shit
I dont play games
I treat sex like a art
How U like it
From the back
Tell me baby
I know exactly how to please it
I gone take U to cloud nine
Double dose of my hard pine
Take'n trips through jungle
Plant'n trees as I rumble
Im a new skool freak
Can u swallow all of this meat?
Take it inch by inch
Until I start to skeet
Than swallow like a Pro
I need me a freak
U know

  my-ty:

Pimp Daddy, I know you got just what I need
My body is starving and I must have you to feed

Your hefty dick is spreading my lips
As I leap on top and rock my hips

In and out, your body is thrusting
Tight and relax, my pussy is constricting

Bruise the back of my kitty while you dicking me down
Aint a man whose dick is this sweet in the next five towns

Flip my body over and ease your pole in my succulent ass
As tight as this hole is, I dont think we will last

Ill be your lil porno queen or as you put it your freak-a-leek
We can fuck all day and all night til we both get too weak

  Mr. Chicago Joe:

Now baby see that right there
Is why U my
Freak-A-Leak......
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Date Submitted: Jun 20, 2007 (01:25 PM)
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  biscuit
07/02/07 (03:05 PM) 
this is some freaky shit and i like dat in u!

  Disoriented Di...
06/21/07 (12:26 AM) 
WHOA the poem is perfect both a ya'll damn. My-Ty and Mr.Chi crrazzzzy collab right dere

  Blaque Beauty
06/20/07 (04:34 PM) 
Nicely done my-ty was doing her thing. Oh yeah and thanx for shouting to the H you know that where I stay and that how we get down in the state of TX.

  Nisha B.
06/20/07 (03:45 PM) 
DAMN THIS IS SOME CRAZY ASS STUFF BUT GOOD. it was awesome seriously 10 starz and faved up.. Much Much Love Nisha B.

  REALKISSES
06/20/07 (03:09 PM) 
hott write

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