Black Poetry : HE SAID: Some of these girls begin to carry BEN AND JERRY ice cream // It's free today be a nice que

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HE SAID:

Some of these girls begin to carry BEN AND JERRY ice cream //
It's free today be a nice queen, it's better but then again extreme //
Flavor seem major to twist a cone and kiss at home, a wet boo always //
Win so let "DO IT AGAIN" Soul Sisters rule in VIRGINIA BEACH and stays //
Sweet gambles with basketball my handles are drastic yall plastic fall //
Apart in fake instances now this is BLACK HIP HOP, confetti fantastic calls //
Take PRIORITY to a majority, rap stats and slap cats hats clean off then //
Listen to feeble tunes rhymes give off lethal fume when pen //
And paper send a vapor that hurt noses if sniff then sleep //
Occur, thirst for dames, hormones burst into flame deep //
In the hood the streets not good a freak could stick you up //
Ask for your money as a mask dummy, so look hold a cup //
Of coffee when a girl’s pie spark my heart fly apart like nuts //
 
Of coffee when a girl’s pie spark my heart fly apart like nuts //
Being cracked by a hammer stuff is fly grammar but so stable //
And stuck down and glued corrupt clowns are booed eat a bagel //
Like wolves my howls savage like vows in marriage sit to tables //
And chows cabbage, thrilled with love right here at the club enables //
Me to rap wit chicks get one trapped quick may need a map and trick //
Up my sleeve pick her up and leave now see a black girl her hair so slick //
She’s a dame fine has her own frame of mind with fame she can climb //
The beauty charts the cutie starts to walk booty sparks and dudes talk time //
For me to make a break and take some cake, the DJ set the roof on fire //
Mixing and scratching, fixing and dispatching HIP HOP folks really desire //
Romance galore with facts plus the dance floor packed so its romance //
And I want a chance to slow dance this is a party hardy and first glance //
 
And I want a chance to slow dance this is a party hardy and first glance //
I fell in love stuff going swell in the club, see a Black Soul Sister enhanced //
My hormones I bet her wet game is wild face aflame with a smile I came //
With style to get a date, got a strong groove and on the move to tame //
This chick, SO LOOK BOO on the other hand your butter expand and that //
Clutter my van eat the best then beat my chest like TARZAN it’s all phat //
So boo you fine and true like wine it’s time you have a boyfriend at //
Your crib, it’s a sweet romance when two meet by chance and really kiss //
Under the moon boom! An affair is started keep my hair parted a list //
Of new fashion got a crew of passion for chicks like you boo don’t twist //
My arm a sweet kiss can alarm my hormones, want your lace and wine //
It’s a race against time, club is jumping and my blood pumping here online //
Boo you a hot dame and my car the blame reason so far unexplained //
 
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Boo you a hot dame and my car the blame reason so far unexplained //
Came for a date got game no mistake so boo me TARZAN and you JANE //
NAW PLAYER you wear bling an TIMS but we not gonna swing on limbs //
This jungle thing come across dim, my panties don’t come down easy //
My candies black renown and greasy have to hold my skirt jest too breezy //
The wind could blow it up and boys will see my do-nut then I’ll receive //
Wet phone calls they’ll be hard like stone walls so I’m gone yall believe //
Me it happen, the facts are bright in the club black lights and the color //
White sticks out like a sore thumb and boys adore my plumb it’s butter //
Juice sometime produce signs of love that boys finds in clubs but naw //
We can’t hug and kiss you wanna love this body of mind because it raw //
Sex you’re thinking about, my lips red you want me to strip for bed, if //
We leave this place you gonna squeeze my waist then tease my lace and lift //
 
We leave this place you gonna squeeze my waist then tease my lace lift //
My dress, flirting today in a certain way it’s hurting to stay in the club //
A Black Soul Sister get hot in VIRGINIA BEACH and boys wanna rub //
My thighs and grub on my pies while telling love lies my ears be open //
Stay on a straight line my cake is fine but you can’t take mine breast poking //
Dress half open give cake to a guy “The Stakes are High” like DE LA SOUL //
Fa La La that’s bold, a unique nice queen eat ice cream at Dairy Queen, cold //
Cones my soul roams around the thrilla of vanilla while you wear a bandana //
Legit I’m licking a banana split like Old Suzanna I git a banjo played, Hanna //
Montana knows this, you done a mad write and had quite the words to show //
Verbs flow in love talk, my body soft and sweet and across the street I know //
OUTBACK STEAKHOUSE exist no doubt attack my cake aroused with a kiss //
Oh gosh I was wet that day and couldn’t get away was on this boy’s list //
 

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