Black Poetry : HE SAID: look boo you menu got me so into you like onions in hot stew // and my plot is to get a wet

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HE SAID:
look boo you menu got me so into you like onions in hot stew //
and my plot is to get a wet cake date it's a great day for me do //
so right here in Virginia Beach at the SEVEN ELEVEN that's at //
the corner of INDIAN RIVER and PROVIDENCE ROAD some phat //
action is here and like TONI BRAXTON it appear to be quite a stat //
from the love standpoint, my flow is a thriller if I see a GORILLA //
if this thing is renown calling TARZAN to swing down a builder //
of jungle habitat after a bundle of combat on them tree limbs, feel //
me, my facts corrupt and dang Mack truck pass refused to yield //
now in VIRGINIA BEACH my raps are hot like laptops they slap //
a lot of cats in the mouth now my bling sincere and Spring is here //
wanna cling to to a sincere queen, I see one she's fun picture is clear //
she strut that brown butt from the ground up breasts poke she dress //
dope I'm impress and hope for a date, she's an extreme queen hot no less //
and STEVE MACHINE SHOP rest right behind SEVEN ELEVEN guess //
it's like that and that's the way is, coffee perk as she softly flirt she can do //
a bossy twerk and boys will be looking, girl got flavor and devastation true //
cause for a major celebration, "GIRL YOU GOT butter and your pride is sweet but //
on the other side o the street yet stands another SEVEN ELEVEN so hold up //
you mean there are two I can take my car to? there a plenty laces in many places //
down town so girl a date is fitting grab a plate I gitting some cake wanna tag your bases //
and score galore we can do it on the floor lets leave the store, jump in the drop wanna //
pump it a lot and across the street is CVS PHARMACY got the best harmony gonna
go down love lanes with the right drugs in my veins, but need a true boo that will //
come home and walk around in a gown with brown potentials and give a refill //
on love now boo you dress fresh and your breasts best let me test your milk? //
your skin a sincere brown all year round I want some pound cake in a silk //
plate you body built great, like landlords my plan is to avoid stuff and put //
a cap on spending these society map never ending so I'm misled got my foot //
in the wrong shoe so take me home boo wanna be alone with you got soot //
in my chimney so I burn wood and learn good right here in VIRGINIA BEACH //
my voice like a bull it could charge but it's good to dodge a scrub leech //
that pop up around here doe, so i duck much need luck to search for a chick //
uplift and exciting to have a gift for writing short stories and get all sort of quick //
glories, wanna put my finger in your pie and like JERRY SPRINGER be fly as //
a talk show host look I walk slow most of the time trying to figure out his jazz //
at meetings with phat greetings talk nice to folks from all walks of life with //
hope, hype and involved with the type of job that's gonna get me wet cake, swift //
like race cars your lace far above the rest plus love your breasts right here //
in VIRGINIA BEACH, your stuff is hot got me in a tough spot a rough plot is mere //
reality, left college with deft knowledge my love raps are clear and sincere sign //
of success so boo you got fine breasts let me have at them fast and on time //
NAW PLAYER I think not even though my thing is pink and hot on the brink to drop //
my panties in front of your hood bling is not a good thing yeah all that HIP-HOP //
really got me, if you want cream and fact you have to clean up your act do not //
kiss my lips not ready for it even though my body sweaty a bit, like BETTY BOOP //
I'm legit, got hips and stats that you have to tip your hat wanna shoot hoop //
like STELPH AND KLAY can't help you today you wanna LAY UP my absolute fruit //
will be eaten huh? I hope you write aware of a nightmare like ELM STREET FREDDY //
KRUEGER stay ready on the computer, become extreme, have a dumb dream confetti //
thrown in the air while in a strong affair things going swell in the streets so //
I fell asleep, this naked boy appear wanting to destroy me in here I can't go //
anywhere far as sex plenty there these crisis stink always put ices in my drink //
oh gosh I'm squash he jest grab waist to have at my lace my thing slick and pink //
he gave me a quick wink and kiss my lips right there in the cream dream my body //
steamed like collard greens with pig foot on the side, this gonna be a party //
my panties so hot and wet guess this is a wet dream, he gave me a wet kiss //
I can't forget this, then my skirt flew up my thing be hot a teapot twist //
for a brisk cup of me
 

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my panties so hot and wet guess this is a wet dream, he gave me a wet kiss //
I can't forget this, then my skirt flew up my thing be hot a teapot twist //
for a brisk cup of me, somebody wake me up this is cake straight up reminisce //
with a kiss, he said lets go rest you shouldn't protest I wanna go breasts to //
the wall my dress open breast poking and nipple out no doubt this has less to do //
with my emotions, oh he jest got my tongue again oh these sprung men but I hung in //
want my mind to be settle but like a teakettle it's boiling and this is spoiling stumbling //
through this dream jest some true cream my shoe gleam got MJ's on my feet they humbling //
to my footsteps, like P DIDDY "around the world" as a brown girl making a town whirl like //
a merry-go-round, no match to this bizarre like a scratch on a car this mess up my shine and hype //
I try not show any emotions down there flow many oceans and I know many lotions to rub on //
and he has a love Jones for me, oh gosh a brown girl go through a lot of hot stuff a club zone //
in a dream I jest don't believe it I can't keep my dress down my breast are brown and he wanna
test my pound cake and talk with BETTY CROCKER in a sweaty and proper conversation so I'm gonna //
run oh I can't this is a dream and a kiss could be extreme as sex seem to turn me on he kiss tall
make me wanna get with CHRIS PAUL and drop dimes, pop the top on wines got a TEDDY BEAR yall //
oh my breasts shook and like WESTBROOK this boy is fast to wanna LAYUP and bounce my panties //
and they experience some serious hang time like SPIKE AND MIKE, chocolate got and ounce of candies //
I'm phat and fine at all times but my stats assign me here, don't drink nickel and dime beer //
either, he jest kissed my upper lip as the butter drip like PARKAY this dream is sincere //
need to step in the right direction and tonight affection from a boy is hard to escape //
I'm on a flight aware of a nightmare
 

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I'm phat and fine at all times but my stats assign me here, don't drink nickel and dime beer //
either, he jest kissed my upper lip as the butter drip like PARKAY this dream is sincere //
need to step in the right direction and tonight affection from a boy is hard to escape //
I'm on a flight aware of a nightmare as this dream seem to take me over this boy wanna take //
some cake, this romance got me in a trance now a chance to run away my statistics are dope //
but unrealistic hope he wanna kneel and kiss it I said nope, my thing is a biscuit that rope //
a boy's mind, like a rodeo show and he want me to ride his pony like GENUWINE ask girls to do //
experience a dream in sleep, cream on my sheet oh I tried to pull my dress down HE SAID "boo //
your breasts are brown they jest hound me make my heart pound wanna bark and hound start to sniff //
around girl throw me a true bone something to chew on my crew gone bottoms up, Champaign uplifts" //
he begin to desire like EARTH WIND AND FIRE "let's groove" words so wet and smooth this is a dream //
I got brisk cream, in a HIP HOP trance which is a hot romance his plot is to bring on the steam //
and be "dancing in the rain" like FREDISTAIR all wet in a sweaty affair while rubbing my hair //
 

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A Psalm of David when he fled from Absalom his son.
3 Lord, how they have increased who trouble me!
Manyarethey who rise up against me.
2 Manyarethey who say of me,
There isno help for him in God.”Selah
3 But You, OLord,area shield for me,
My glory and the One who lifts up my head.
4 I cried to theLordwith my voice,
And He heard me from His holy hill.Selah
5 I lay down and slept;
I awoke, for theLordsustained me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people
Who have setthemselvesagainst me all around.
 

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he begin to desire like EARTH WIND AND FIRE "let's groove" words so wet and smooth this is a dream //
I got brisk cream, in a HIP HOP trance which is a hot romance his plot is to bring on the steam //
and be "dancing in the rain" like FREDISTAIR all wet in a sweaty affair while rubbing my hair //
Fred wanna go to bed under linen and my head in wonder spinning a dream is the beginning of an affair //
this style is chancy but a wild fancy, what trouble me the most is the double dose from the hot kissing //
he's not missing my lips no way I try slip away but couldn't he wanted to suck my pudding by reminiscing //
and smooching now my dress is up not having the best of luck, my skin brown and all but this could be //
my downfall a renown call to be awakened I've taken some pills, he jest threw me on the bed could free //
myself my eyes open wide CD got choking vibes plus I got smoking loving in the oven I was so hot down //
there he wants cake and that's fine but can't make up my mind I can taste the wine he wants a brown //
body party, galore breasts so more or less I'm chip and dips with lips and hips this boy wanna mess around //
still laying on the bed and displaying red lips may need help with this act he step back ready to dive //
between my thighs into my cream pies while I scream and cries and the juice multiplies I must survive //
from a tribe of Soul Sisters the lips of my thing be plump he jump but I woke up bed was alive //
wih juice oh he almost got some no jive excuse I was in his arms and hot thank god for the alarm //
clock or he will still be knocking the boots and that's shocking to a cute had me in his charms //
now the bed is soaked for as my underwear there be thunder down there juice around everywhere //
like BIGGY that was close "like butter play toast" this clutter my day most of the time who dare //
tell me different is this swell or magnificent?

THE END
 

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