Black Poetry : She’s a REDBONE that desire success But it require breasts And fire under her dress Boys wonder how they bless That, lips on her coochee is phat Now t

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Oh he ate spinach fast
A native search in BROOKLYN
Is like a creative touch of cooking.
Want some grits and eggs.
Ready to make a legit pledge.
Groovy with mad game
Like a movie this add to fame
Like eyes he adjusts to the dark.
And girl your pies spark
Even NOAH ARK
Can floating on your juice.
A mad Ebonics situation

 

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A mad Ebonics relation
Is like a bad economic situation.
Having to pay too much.
So, boys stay in search.
For cash
And in the car
smash a chick.
And be fast and quick.
On his car shiny rims
And like TINY TIM
This is a Christmas
Words from his brain a thriller

 

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Words from his brain a thriller.
And like them painkiller.
It takes away the hurt.
She must stay alert.
Wearing a bra and mini skirt
The result of a romance
is a difficult circumstance.
Nowadays plenty slick musical
Quick to notice the unusual
In the car you ride for cake
But she’s wide awake.
So, she’s shook no doubt.

 

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So she’s shook no doubt.
And on the lookout
He from the hood yall.
She stood in the hall.
Shook her umbrella.
And looked at a dumb fella.
They are rumbling in the car sex SHAZAM.
Like an upcoming bar exam
This could cause stress.
So let him pause for your breasts.
on the internet try post double
But need to diagnose his trouble.

 

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But need to diagnose his trouble.
He try rule.
And like high school
Do teach folks.
And reach them with quotes.
A lot of boys
Are hot toys.
Plot and enjoys.
Getting girls hot
It’s a bad situation on the beach.
And like a graduation speech
This could be long.