Black Poetry : volume two has words too

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forreal I love blue berry yogurt
forreal he rap smooth
like he Humphrey Bogart
yeah he go in hard
got his woman flashing
Him all her cards
gotta catch my breath
he makes my flesh hot
reassuring repeatedly
She reps a Queen not a thot
my tiara is gleaming
and his pride is beaming
gonna pull my own dress tail
cause I’m sharing intimate details
teetering on the ledge
about to plunge head first
over the edge
but i aint hardly worried
got a fine ledge guard
that always catches me
i love you baby

 

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ya’ll that’s my um nitwit
always ready to dive in it
just doggone stoopid
don’t blame me
Guides assigned Him as my Cupid
first time saw him hoop
his eyes had my body on loop
like air gobbled up by engine of jet
he nasty down the court nothing but net
preening for his black chick
but he not slick
my brain too quick
Him done passed Amaze the ball
I’m right here yall right here