He's hood made
and get good grades
wrote a girl a short letter
with all sorts of clever
love words ask for a date
the task was great
but he wanna smash her cake
his honey quotes
were like funny jokes
made her laugh a lot
but persuaded her to stop
by his house a brown soul
sista all chocolate
and like a small rocket
he was ready to take off
she has sweaty cake and soft
she has a wet flirt
in a sweatshirt
rap with ease and stamina
like a Japanese camera
take snapshots
his cake rap is hot
now this is Black Hip Hop
in Virginia beach flip flops
on sandy shores skip a lot
of trash talk stuff at the tiptop
HE SAID: so boo love your nickname
and you get sick fame so quick flames
burn in the slick games of love tames
a girl's thought
and the world is caught
up when she strut butt
take a long walk
after some strong talk
MC'S panic
over these antics”
but boo he's romantic
from the Titanic
Gulf to the Atlantic
so phat and fine
and at times
roll her eyes
she have bold pies
heard she told guys
off, SHE SAID in replies
there causing hot panic
let me stop these antics
before my boyfriend return
got my butt in a limo
going to cut a demo
practice with voice
become an actress by choice
on the computer need digital help
from the original concept
some boys muscles nice and hard
like weight lifting lifeguard
oh a brown Soul Sista go through
a lot in VIRGINIA BEACH one true
kiss can send you over the edge
dress be up
breasts sucked
and panties down
I try pull my skirt down
but my pie flirt all around
oh this could alert a town
had my class right in the cars
but last night at the bar
my body was so hot a jar
of pickles would be just fine
well anyway
one boy had a plenty to say
and almost had my panties down
caught them in the nick of time
we had drank some quick wine
and he wanted some bad
“aw girl this could be a song and dance
along with some romance
lets go home give me a chance
you got some brown sweaty thighs
but then again my thing is pink
you're gonna a pen and ink
to write me a love letter
I guess a big hug is better
inside the club must be clever
HE SAID” look I'm plotting my wish
but like rotting fish
this could smell
so I twist and turn my words
so they come out as action verbs
and that be satisfaction to nerds
and get good grades
wrote a girl a short letter
with all sorts of clever
love words ask for a date
the task was great
but he wanna smash her cake
his honey quotes
were like funny jokes
made her laugh a lot
but persuaded her to stop
by his house a brown soul
sista all chocolate
and like a small rocket
he was ready to take off
she has sweaty cake and soft
she has a wet flirt
in a sweatshirt
rap with ease and stamina
like a Japanese camera
take snapshots
his cake rap is hot
now this is Black Hip Hop
in Virginia beach flip flops
on sandy shores skip a lot
of trash talk stuff at the tiptop
HE SAID: so boo love your nickname
and you get sick fame so quick flames
burn in the slick games of love tames
a girl's thought
and the world is caught
up when she strut butt
take a long walk
after some strong talk
MC'S panic
over these antics”
but boo he's romantic
from the Titanic
Gulf to the Atlantic
so phat and fine
and at times
roll her eyes
she have bold pies
heard she told guys
off, SHE SAID in replies
there causing hot panic
let me stop these antics
before my boyfriend return
got my butt in a limo
going to cut a demo
practice with voice
become an actress by choice
on the computer need digital help
from the original concept
some boys muscles nice and hard
like weight lifting lifeguard
oh a brown Soul Sista go through
a lot in VIRGINIA BEACH one true
kiss can send you over the edge
dress be up
breasts sucked
and panties down
I try pull my skirt down
but my pie flirt all around
oh this could alert a town
had my class right in the cars
but last night at the bar
my body was so hot a jar
of pickles would be just fine
well anyway
one boy had a plenty to say
and almost had my panties down
caught them in the nick of time
we had drank some quick wine
and he wanted some bad
“aw girl this could be a song and dance
along with some romance
lets go home give me a chance
you got some brown sweaty thighs
but then again my thing is pink
you're gonna a pen and ink
to write me a love letter
I guess a big hug is better
inside the club must be clever
HE SAID” look I'm plotting my wish
but like rotting fish
this could smell
so I twist and turn my words
so they come out as action verbs
and that be satisfaction to nerds