Black Poetry : She’s a BLACK SOUL SISTA hot Ready to blista the spot Her showers are hot And like a tower of blocks Her plan stand tall that shock Boys a lot so on t

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And love her eyes
Fall in love fast
And like mud splash
On car fenders
At the bar surrender
Boo and give him a little bit
To fiddle wit
Sex give him a wet habit
Plus he has a pet rabbit
His facts hard
And land in the backyard
She’s a queen for MC’S.

 

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She’s a queen for MC’S
His car screened by trees
Oh he jest suck her breasts
And up went her dress
Aw girl your panties are red
We can really head for the bed
But here in the car is good enough
Oh he raps a lot of hood stuff
A mini skirt with a swell brain
She’s plenty alert and well trained.
Her thing is thick chocolate.
And like a pickpocket

 

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And like a pickpocket
Boys wanna take some and run
Oh a BLACK SOUL SISTER is fun
He gave her a VIRGINIA BEACH
Kiss and started to reach
For her panties she was stuck
In his rap and couldn’t duck
Boys come with silly talk.
But she has the ability to walk.
Away on a black board use chalk
Hear stuff from a boy.
And that’s enough to annoy.

 

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And that’s enough to annoy.
She's home all day.
And boys took it the wrong way.
She has hot breasts to squeeze.
And she’s not best pleased.
Ballistic quotes
And optimistic notes
This affair is fine.
But bear in mind.
Sex is not a merry go round.
Need a bed that’s very sound.
We can start all sorts of affair.

 

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We can start all sorts of affair
Because she have short dark hair
Lips on her coochee soften a lot.
And as often as not
A boy wanna knock.
The boots of a cute
Boo your rump is queen.
A boy needs umpteen.
Words to score.
A dream is not enough.
Unravel lace.
And panties travel through space.