Black Poetry : she was a BROWN SOUL SISTA fine like medicine this abate pain and devastate the brain like a migraine so it came with pain SHE SAID: dand she's a clas

[rhymebad]

in a short letter that's heard
by boys they wanna jump between
her thighs into the cream
pies, oh she just screams.
oh, thrill and bold.
and ready to fill a hole.
a boy asks her for some.
her rump is brown.
and boys hunt around.
for that oh she flows galore
and go on shore.
like ships on crack

 

[rhymebad]

like ships on crack
and her hips are stacked.
she's the hot type.
but not ripe like green peaches
she's extreme on VIRGINIA BEACHES
he uses words to speak.
but like a bird's beak
she gets pecked in the head.
while wreck her coochee in bed
SHE SAID: it might happen.
after some tight rapping