Black Poetry : HE SAID HE SAID it's black HIPHOP chow dinner when a girl allow me to enter my plan is to knock them

for HIP HOP, you legit and write rap and probably wear a knit night cap //
in the hood you learn to be on good terms could earn a friend asap //
this is BLACK HIPHOP right smack at the tiptop of society a variety //
of folks don't believe that, so I gone and flirt get phoned at work //
at home alert a boy may come over walks around in a gown insert //
thin toast and hear CNN boast about current events plus hear the dirt //
of today but anyway in IHOP what can I say being a yellow Soul Sister //
romance is here ready to advance in my career this BLACK HIPHOP blister //
microphones I guess my layers of pancakes awaits but I'm yellow butter //
myself, boy give me dumb stare and I've become aware he'll try clutter //
my ear with extreme begs trying to get between my legs go to Calcutta //
being a redbone maybe I should jest head home, hungry for bread but //
being strongly misled by this boy in IHOP try stop listening with my luck //
we'll start kissing
 
we'll start kissing but for now just throw me a kiss my flow is brisk and up //
For grabs, blow on my coffee to cool it stuff too hot to fool wit, struck //
By love talk in IHOP I’m a sincere sweet and stay clear of the street //
Grab radio turn it off he was concerned about my soft thighs complete //
With lotion plus their yellow and sweaty plus mellow and ready unique //
I’m spicy with class and like a icy blast freeze boys in their track so be//
Aware of facts, can’t trust men they like a gust of wind blow dust can’t see //
They wink their eye and think pie grab a sprite drink try forget this but //
One wet kiss is a flashback this could turn out to be a real blast of class” //
This affair can blow to pieces as the love affair increases are you the mask //
Man better known as the LONE RANGER?” “no I present no wrong danger //
Just out for a date it’s all about the cake, girl you hot galore no stranger //
Let me knock on your door, enter have dinner and become a winner in //
 
Let me knock on your door, enter have dinner and become a winner in //
Bed, your aim is to flirt your framework and tame jerks beginners grin //
Like the structure of a building this culture is spilling all into rooms and //
Offices, this is a party alert and girl you got bodywork and love is the plan //
your sweet thighs smoking so keep your eyes open this is BLACK HIPHOP //
stuff happen after enough rapping shook no doubt on the lookout to drop //
A verse need a soda pop for my thirst it get worse let's go to my drop top //
A true touch can be too much you a girl wit hot stuff but not enough to do //
It yet you get quick fame from your nickname a slick dame I love you //
Not a funny joke girl got honey to tote make a dummy choke it’s chunky //
Like beef stew this strong talk could lead us on a long walk and get funky //
Behind a tree it’s time to be your boyfriend and enjoy the wind we’ll be //
Outside I flow galore and go ashore like ships that float like boats in sea //
 

Outside I flow galore and go ashore like ships that float like boats in sea //
Your cake be saved and like a great sea wave it’s wet and i get to have //
A slice after i grab the knife”, “DODGE the block a large rock with vocab //
Of thugs even the JETSONS UNIBLAB wants a hug, words from the streets //
Are like bird’s beaks they’ll peck the heck out you, check crew we complete //
Wanna take me to your hiding place so you can be sliding in lace and speak //
About love this is all real and like a small meal you want my French fries //
And every inch of my pies wanna pinch my booty and thighs and tries //
To brain wash a dame can get squash oh gosh a boy like CHRIS BOSH //
Can bring smoke and slam-dunk a girl’s panties, plenty alert eating MASH //
Mallows wearing a mini-skirt my pancakes syrupy go to bars sit //
On low stools while boys blow cool stuff in my ear their car seat git //
Wet lips very red boys wanna carry me to bed and at DAIRY QUEEN //
 

Wet lips very red boys wanna carry me to bed and at DAIRY QUEEN //
I’m fed ice cream for boys I’m good to eat and could meet a team //
Of wannabes far as us girls boys pull one and it’s full of fun the rest //
Of the night and my dress be tight boys be impress awight oh I mess //
Around and fall in love many times without any wine to sip my lips i jest //
For a minute boys wanna get up in it for real find myself ducking stuff //
I’m the hot type but not ripe like green peach on extreme beaches tuff //
To escape boys they want cake and toys so my bed make noise and one //
Broke my headboards didn't know what to say after it happen he had fun //
Master rapping couldn’t believe he went so crazy on it giving a mad ton //
Of kisses this affair has lace doing it on the staircase wow he’s the glad one //
Well anyway I’m a yellow Soul Sister at VIRGINIA BEACH IHOP and this boy //
Want me In his car real bad, wanna see the car gonna be bizarre enjoy //

 

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