Black Poetry : she was a BLACK SOUL SISTA with true facts that'll blista a boy's brain quick she's not a plain she come online with breas and need more time.

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she was a BLACK SOUL SISTA
with true facts that'll blister
a boy's brain quick
she's not a plain chick.
she come online with breasts.
and need more time to process.
these boy's rap game
she has a map that explain.
take home method through slang.
so, she shops in a mini skirt.
hips do plenty work.
for a period of time

 

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for a period of time
boys come with lyrics and rhyme.
one time her thighs flew open.
because her pies do be smoking
he's alert on a lyrical course.
to exert physical force
to a girl's lips
and make her world flip.
upside down
she got butt pride and it's round.
got on strong perfume.
she belongs in his room.

 

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she belongs in his room.
so, he can turn on a tune.
her vision of cars
is like a mission to mars.
hoping and wishes
and like broken dishes
her heart fly apart
when boys try start
a love affair she's smart.
his words hot fast and stable
and like a glass topped table
her tea is ready to be served.

 

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her tea is ready to be served.
sip get sweaty with words.
now that she's back at home.
her facts are strong.
under her dress sweaty and deft
but she already left.
this is all heat.
and like wall street
there's stock in this.
just need a hot kiss
girl your perfume tonight talk
while on this moonlight walk

 

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while on this moonlight walk
like Dwight Gooden he scores
and like wooden floors
his words are shines.
and blurs girl's mind
her lips red today
and saw a car sped away.
with a girl inside
she had a world of pride.
that's how she gets a ride.
this is pure yuppie crap.
she has to endure puppy rap.