Black Poetry : she was a CHINESE CHICK nice there's some collision in the game when a decision is aimed at her lips boys try to tame no doubt a boy wanna kiss a girl

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she was a CHINESE CHICK nice
there's some collision in the game
when a decision is aimed
at her lips boys try to tame
no doubt a boy wanna kiss a girl
but that's out of this world
his dew rag clean
and like a new magazine
it entertain chicks
he's a winner with a brain and quick
she went to hooters got a boss stare
and like a computer with software

 

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and like a computer with software
this boy had apps in his raps
want girls to sit in his lap
and that traps chicks perhaps
he's the true illest
and like BRUCE WILLIS
he sees dead people
a mixed suspense
with a six sense
overlooking the cemetery
it's above the rim and very
scary

 

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scary, CHINESE GIRLS are merry
boys wanna hold her close
and get a bold dose
of love from the club
they give her a dumb hug
and wanna make love
she's not gonna take a scrub
home, lips on her thing a phat pink
she be in the kitchen at the sink
when a boy is itching she must think
she pulls up her panties and run
they know CHINESE GIRLS are fun

 

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they know CHINESE GIRLS are fun
home in a perfect nation
but it's the wrong interpretation
of a love affair
up above in the air
are blue clouds
and boys do crowd
around on the ground
oh, he mistook her love
she was shook in the club
at first glance
he thirsts for romance

 

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he thirsts for romance
but it's her turn to speak
she's concern about the street
but she no doubt sweet
in a mini-skirt, bra and panties all week
it's candies for that backseat
the springs are gonna squeak
it goes down in VIRGINIA BEACH
she let slang get to her head
she then sprang out of bed
oh, dang and her lip are red
they could flip any bedspread