Black Poetry : she was a BLACK SOUL SISTA unique she' hot and proud and sweet but not allowed on the street to just kiss a boy, that bring heat to her panties, she m

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she was a BLACK SOUL SISTA unique
she' hot and proud and sweet
but not allowed on the street
to just kiss a boy, that bring heat
to her panties, she met a boy
that itch for a sweet
but which street
do he find one?
for real her pie is home
he can reach her by phone
he wanna teach her hormones
to behave there's the doorbell ding dong

 

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to behave thre's the doorbell ding dong
she try stay away from boys they be
grumbling a lot
and like a stumbling block
they can slow her down
her life be like a merry-go-round
her flow blows up
but like a doughnut
boys want to snatch it and run
he drinks water that's a fact
and like a quarterback
he throws touchdowns

 

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he throws touchdowns.
and then search around
for a chick quick to kick
the ball to, not a trick
up his sleeve
he's ready with quote
and like a heavy coat
it keeps him warm
in the steet bees swarm
when he's with a honey
it can be dark or sunny
no amount of money

 

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no amount of money
can replace her, funny
how time fly, then try
vanish in glamour
and like SPANISH GRAMMAR
nigthtly sex trips
are tightly in his grips
his scripts are rap facts
he flips flap jacks
like IHOPP but back
to the situation at hand
to get through this need a phat plan

 

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get through this need a phat plan
she's black and exact like a cadilac
she rolls on wheels and not a maniac
she come true and clear
like pursue of a career
practice as an actress her
EBONICS are nice
like an electronic device
has technology advances
and psychology and romances
set this before minds
with hardcore lines