Black Poetry : A BLACK SOUL SISTA a queen with class And she dream fast Lipstick gleam or flash like a twinkle of fame No wrinkle in her game As she strut round but

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A BLACK SOUL SISTA a queen with class
And she dream fast
Lipstick gleam or flash
like a twinkle of fame
No wrinkle in her game
As she strut round butt
From the ground up
Boys need a pound of luck
Before they try raps
to get pie perhaps
Her coochee slick and pink
juicy and quick as a wink

 

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juicy and quick as a wink
Boys see a chick and think.
About sex, she’s in witty worlds.
like them CITY GIRLS
Love letters look good on paper.
Shook from the hood as a twerkalator
Pure no doubt and flow best
And endure without protest.
Continue in the same state.
His menu came with cake.
His flow is a result.
Even though it’s difficult.

 

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Even though it’s difficult
But it tell girls some stuff
She came to learn
And remain firm
about sex did a term
Paper on this and concern
Her pie crust is pure.
And she must endure.
All the love rap
Or end up in the club trap.
When he drives scuffle with bridges
Founded out RUFFLE has ridges.

 

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Founded out RUFFLE has ridges.
The flaming hot cheddar is better.
like a LEBRON JAMES it clever
to choose them
And use the rim.
to score and slam dunk.
So, bam bam to a chump
A kiss with an attitude
Is like a dish for food.
Has flavor and taste.
Could be a major waste.
If not eaten

 

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If not eaten
Like coffee hot and sweeten
Boo softly let’s have a meeting.
Her coochee pink and brisk
Hard to think through this.
Want deep satisfaction.
So, he leaps into action.
Like superman Clark Kent
And start to rent.
An apartment
So, girl have a dope plan.
He hopes she can.