Black Poetry : Above the rim with pride but can’t swim against the tide can // Drown as a clown and be founded fact

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Serious after a passionate kiss, oh what do I do then, a boy could take //
Advantage get cake and a sandwich, but i manage to slip away they make //
Me so hot down there mess around and share my love they jest go crazy //
On it, but in a whack affair with an odd guy best to prepare to modify baby //
Having can get stuck with wet luck, persuaded to lay down and boy paraded //
On my playground when i awaken the bed was shaking tough but i made it //
Oh gosh he was going crazy cooch lips was so wet then, some of these //
Loco dawgs getting hit upside the head with NOVOLOG can’t write, fleas //
Bite my words they excite nerds, so look I’m fine have shook minds right //
Here online, now this is BLACK HIPHOP in VIRGINIA BEACH this stuff tight //
I’m a brown Soul Sister strut butt a lot now hold a cup of hot coco and boys //
Go loco over this, in showers soap my twin towers jest breasts boys enjoys //
CINEMA CAFE up on the left so so deft like JERMAINE DUPRI got the right //

 

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CINEMA CAFE up on the left so so deft like JERMAINE DUPRI got the right //
Treasure and take delight and pleasure in being nice and romantic tonight //
Read ICELANDIC SAGAS in textbook and take a complex look at the hype //
Now fond of beauty and it’s beyond a boy’s duty to try get me in bed yipe! //
Bless with breasts and butt, dress not up it’s pulled down because it’s //
Full with brown sugar and stuff boys see that and go nuts, jest squirrels wit //
Tongues that be sprung, they get hung on love and come to the club to //
Listen to song while kissing and going on, got a VIRGINIA BEACH crew //
No doubt true and out of the blue this boy trying to hit the skins only few //
Can do that, they be FIRED UP and many desired luck, few and far between //
That don’t want me in there car for some cream turns out dumb dream //
That won’t happen, one or two succeed but my true creed is not to give //
it up, no flaw in my lyrical just raw materials no synthetics this all live //

 

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it up, no flaw in my lyricals just raw materials no synthetics this all live //
To be energetics, hot and mad but not to be had for love or money it seems //
I Have cake as a queen along with great esteem boys make me scream //
Somehow a winner when I allow them to enter they chow dinner and want //
Some, live bless want me to give you access to my breasts right here in //
The store but then before that you try for pie and thoughts begin //
To flow through this dame’s brain, so I’m all queen up kempsville //
Road to the left stands wall green if you tall and lean the wimps chill //
I be hot at the bar not far from Home want me in your car alone as //
Hormones build, lips glow in the sun and i know this one boy talk jazz //
Tried to get some because i’m a wet one and get tons of sweet talk //
Whispered in my ears blistered it appears really hot a lot hard to walk //
Away from, over an expanse of space he wanted romance and lace //

 

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Away from, over an expanse of space he wanted romance and lace //
A chance to taste my sweetness, my luck choke he came with haste //
Corrupt quotes put my dang mind Up-IN-SMOKE like CHEECH and CHONG //
DUSK TO DAWN don’t trust my lawn boys try weed and feed sing same song //
Summer a phat season and summer the reason we have come this far along //
From car to bed i be in the bar misled as a hot T.H.O.T. so boys plot and try //
For pie some come with dumb lies but it sound good doe with hood flow why //
Should I go on a date, this mix flow slam and like a fixed program a routine //
Of work and sleep I flirt sweet don’t listen to dirt off the street a new theme //
Can clog my ears, these boy dawgs appears fake, they overdue for cream //
Convince satisfaction bring a sequence of actions it’s ballistic how one boy //
Insisted on a kiss jest characteristics of a brisk love affair sweet chips ahoy //
Kiss my lips and enjoy,” “ LOOK BOO your stuff be witty and graphic like //

 

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Kiss my lips and enjoy,” “ LOOK BOO your stuff be witty and graphic like //
The city’s traffic have to stop to red lights just to git my head right //
Are we going to bed tonight or what, hot Body can cold rock a party here //
at ALDI boo, got crazy eyes for you a lot, you have lace and breasts sincere //
And boys be in a race contest up in here, can end up a hypnotic thug on //
A narcotic drug, stagger quick with the swagger to rap slick, grab the phone //
And come with vocab strong and stab a microphone with words absurd //
Boo between your thighs the cream flies and I have keen eyes like birds //
And eagles all my verbs legal, I imagine things while dragging bling around //
My neck and I’m bound to check your body out, so somewhat i do hound //
Your hips and lips amazes and boys flip pages trying to read you, proceed //
To see panties, no telling what might happen after the tight rapping creed //
Like a union I’ going on strike and keep flowing hype clear in your ear //