Whew another workweek done, now it’s time for some fun.  
I can hear my roommate and her man at it again. 
So loud they didn’t hear me come home. 
It’s evident from the sounds coming from her room. 
Sometimes I wish she would keep the noise low, 
and stop yelling out everything he’s doing to her blow by blow. 

 I got a man who can also make me scream. 
Tall, dark & handsome, the man of many women dreams. 
When we get together he got me doing tricks. 
So I’m not jealous not one bit, 
I know when I’m with my man I be doing the s**t. 
Down below he’s not lacking my baby is blessed and fully packing. 

 Just looking at him gets me wet and bothered. 
It only takes a kiss to get things started. 
He knows exactly what to do, and how he makes me feel, 
down there eating like it’s his last meal.  
I know I don’t have to worry about him stepping, 
putting it down is what I’m repping. 
There’s no reason for him to cheat 
all of his desires I fulfill and meet. 
I got all he needs right over this way 
the last thought on my mind is that he will stray. 

 We get down once, twice even three times a day. 
I keep it ready and tight just like my first time and our first night. 
Back then he struggled to get it in, 
feeling so good he came just under a minute. 
Hold up now he wasn’t finished 
he was just getting started it was just the beginning. 
Pretty soon he had me strung out on him like it was a drug, 
that went  by the name of making love. 
He was definitely my natural high and not a day went by, 
when he didn’t get it. 
All I know is that it was serious and I was truly addicted.

 I need to eat and drink what she does, 
that keeps her going for hours when she’s making love. 
I do not hate because later on tonight those will be the same sounds I make. 
My roommate gets hers that’s no lie. 
I don’t always get to see the guys. 
I couldn’t tell you who it is, 
and honestly it’s not my biz. 

 She does her thing and I do mine. 
We respect each other so we don’t cross that line. 
She trusts me around her man, like I trust her with mine. 
I’ve been with my boo for four years now long enough to not get it twisted, 
but always hoping in times of temptation he’ll resist it. 
People ask why we’re not married but if it isn’t broke then why fix it. 

Finally the noise they made ended. 
I was making my way back up the hall 
when my jaw dropped so far it almost hit the floor. 
It was her and my man walking out the door. 
I know this can’t be right she’s not standing there with my baby, 
please tell me my eyes are deceiving me maybe. 
You could hear a pin drop and all around me time stopped. 

What happened to that respect and that line, 
when the hell did she confuse her man with mine?  
I stood there crazy thoughts flooding my mind. 
Why? How could they do this to me, and how many times. 
Here I was walking around in love thinking everything was cool, 
with them smiling in my face secretly playing me for a fool.

 I tried to speak and form some words but there was none, 
just a scene playing over and over in my head of me holding a gun. 
She was my best friend, my ace boom coom. 
So again why the hell did she and my man just walk out her room? 
I should have looked deeper and asked more questions, 
before claiming her as a friend. 
Because I didn’t, my world came crashing in. 
No longer my roommate she damn sure ain’t my friend. 
And my four-year relationship just came to an end. 

 Shut up & get out, stop standing there looking all shamed. 
If I start snapping now, I won’t be the blame. 
Please I don’t want to hear it just cut the yip yapping, 
never in a million years never did I think this would happen. 
Don’t you dare touch me I don’t know you anymore. 
Both of you just get your sh** and walk right out the door. 
If you’re still standing here even for a minute, 
the next time you see me I’ll be the defendant.