Black Poetry : Sex in demandAnd like a complex planNeed tissuesTo feed these issuesMuch detailIn search for a femaleThis HIP HOP CULTUREGot him on the tip top

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Sex in demand
And like a complex plan
Need tissues
To feed these issues
Much detail
In search for a female
This HIP HOP CULTURE
Got him on the tip top of a structure
Trying to design a rhyme online
SHE SAID her coochee a stable pink
But she’s unable to think
This lonely news

 

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This lonely news
It only confuse
Make things unclear
Jest cake bling and fun in here
Things quicker today
So in a particular way
Sometime have to consider boys
As bitter toys
HE SAID: got bold wisdom
And can control a system
And use old school rhythm
To do that

 

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To do that
And her body is true and phat
His EBONICS is like eletronics
Send power to radio and TV
Wish PLATO could see
Girl she have a deep brain from college
So she can keep and maintain knowledge
Over a period of time
In the form of lyrics and rhymes
SHE SAID: boys wanna unravel her lace
While her mind travel in space
One boy had her dress up

 

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One boy had her dress up
And was about to jest suck
Her breast she pushy him away
And ran, oh he almost got some
Really a close call
Her body was toast yall
Oh she was so hot down there
Juice around everywhere
Oh she sweat in the forehead
Her lips wet and galore red
He was very aware
About sex he didn’t care

 

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About sex he didn’t care
He jest wanted some
HE SAID: let's take a ride
She have cake he has pride
But their lips about to collide
Girl gonna kiss her lips inside
So she git to travel in the car
While he unravels her bra
They both babble at the bar
The ride so she got in for a spin
She’s in a mini skirt, bra and
Panties ready to flow