__________by Tasha C. Miller

Who the fuck is this
Paging me at 2:56 in the morning.
Jump up scratching and yawning.
Can't find the phone,
It's not on the base…
Need to hire somebody to come clean my place.

Who the fuck is this?
I don't recognize the number
As I dial that shit in a sleepy slumber.

Yeah this is "T" somebody page me?

Yeah I did.

Well who is you?

A fan.

Well do I even know you?

No you don't know me…

But I know you,

Seen you madd times before, even left notes on your apartment door.

Well wa you want, its late and I gotta get up at 8.

Well I'll get straight to the point…
My friend said you ate her pussy
while she watched cartoons and smoked a joint.

Naw see that wasn't me, I ain't gay.
Naw, naw see I didn't hear it that way.

I heard you fucked a friend of mine up in Nannies,
that long ass tongue all up her nook and crannies.

Naw see that wasn't me, I ain't gay.
Naw, naw see I didn't hear it that way.

You went to my sister's job and hit her off
drank vodka out her cunt,
I believe it was Smirnoff.

Naw see that wasn't me, I ain't gay.
Naw, naw see I didn't hear it that way.

You gutted another girl in the back of your truck.
Now she running around proclaiming you
Brooklyn's greatest fuck.

Naw see that wasn't me, I ain't gay.
Naw, naw see I didn't hear it that way.

I heard your fingers feel better than a dick
from this girl you fingered at the movies,
she stumbled out the theatre all wet and woozy.

I heard you strap it on and be killin' that middle
Put a whole tittie in your mouth and be workin' a nipple.
Naw see that wasn't me, I ain't gay.
Naw, naw see I didn't hear it that way.

Damn what you want why you paging me with this shit.

Ain't it clear?
I want you to lick me and stick me and chew on my clit.

Well damn that's all you had to say
But what you workin' with I ain't never seen you before.

I'm 38-29-34 long black hair, juicy lips, hazy eyes
Times I been Jet beauty of the week would be four.
Need I say more?

Yeah you can tell me your address I'll be there in 10
To relieve all your stress,

469 Flatbush Ave,
I'll be waiting,
anticipating,
oiling up my ass.

Yeah and when I walk through the door
I'm gonna fuck you and please you
Ruin you for every other hoar.

But one more thang
Before I go
I ain't gay
So keep this on the low.

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