By BridgetEE
The full package artists, as a matter fact, lets just give the full package a name for the sake of this article of course, so we shall call him TANK. With TANK you have a fine brotha that can stand flat-footed and sing. A fine brotha that can write his own music. A fine brotha that can play his own music. A fine brotha that is so pleasing physically to the eye. Did I mention that he was fine oh my bad LOL :) So we have this multifaceted brotha roaming around fine as he wants to be selling hisself mind-body and soul but (hair number 2) I have to break my neck to find out that he wrote a new song about me “You’re My Star”, like why isn’t this being crammed down my throat. Tank knew me so well that he knew that I didn’t have to be wooed this time with a sexy ass ballad, he decided to let my mind go hand dancing, ballroom or stepping if you will with him, as he gazed into my eyes telling me over and over again that I’m his star while tickling the ivory of my soul underneath ♪ ♪ stars ♫. Jealous?? Don’t be, you too can sit back and sip the yak or pour the wine which ever tickles your fancy and two-step with a man/woman who knows how to make you feel like your star. But right now Tanks telling me “You’re My Star” when in fact he’s my star. Want to be a star? ♫Then Please Listen Responsibly you will be so glad you came♪♪….
