Black Poetry : HE SAID: Proceed in the street We really need to meet And set up a date Girl I want luck with wet cake This could be an issue soon It’s good i keep ti

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HE SAID: Proceed in the street
We really need to meet
And set up a date
Girl I want luck with wet cake
This could be an issue soon
It’s good i keep tissue in my room
In case we have sex
The taste can get complex
Boo you a BLACK SOUL SISTA design
To make love, be twister of my mind
Being shook is mandatory
Must cook up a story
Just to date you
We can eat steak to
SHE SAID: my cake is true
And that make you wanna do
Stuff to my party body boo
So I have a strong flirt
And that’s homework
Now I’m in the parking lot
This boy’s car sparking a lot
Baby moon hub caps
Listening to crazy thug rap
Sometimes his ride sits on dubs
That how he git to clubs
He’s wearing bold bling
This whole thing
Seem to be a love story
Oh my panties are so hot
And my breasts pokes a lot
Now this is BLACK HIP HOP
In VIRGINIA BEACH her skin tone
Black and smooth
Her facts soothe
This boy wanna cruise
Her in his whip
And kiss her lips
HE SAID: boo I dig HARDEE
Not gonna be a big party
Jest some folks from school
Girl your quotes so cool
You in a mini-dress
Plenty bless
Pictures on the wall
And my scriptures tall
Make bathroom fixtures fall
So who are you gonna call?
SHE SAID: ghostbusters I guess