Black Poetry : She was a REDBONE a YELLOW SOUL SISTA that boys go nuts over wanna hold A conversation and be out for domination The right to persuade In knights of c

[rhymebad]

Aw girl you got some yellow thighs.
All that’s mellow for guys.
To the right fellow her panties flies
So, girl he wants candies and pies.
She looked down her skirt was up.
She goes to town and flirt butt.
Oh, her panties jest flew off.
Her coochee so true and soft
Now on the backseat he just dived.
Between her thighs
Her cream pies.
So wet down there