Black Poetry : She was a PHILIPINE CHICK Ready to become a queen quick Boys desired sex expedient But that required ingredients Like love talk and cake dates Her bre

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She wouldn’t dare say
He’s gonna get some
Hot thunder in many romances
Not under any circumstances
Fans allowed backstage
Stand wild as a whack page
In HOLLYWOOD and folks amazed
At that here lips red and fantastic
May demand a breadbasket.
Because of the red flavor
He’s a lover wrecked.
And like a rubber check

 

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And like a rubber check
He’s ready to bounce.
Get sweaty for an ounce.
Of love so girl pronounce
His name don’t pounce.
On his fame, he has legit pride.
Look girl come sit in his ride.
Try his hands at
Some pie with a plan that's phat.
His pride smoking.
Her thighs wide open
Her coochee juicy exposed to the air

 

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Her coochee juicy exposed to the air
All she need is rose for an affair.
Oh, her legs got rubbed.
As he begs for a hug
Her pie hot
But not dry rot
Take he panties off to revamp.
Boy know they soft and damp.
Like fertile ground
Boys wanna hurdle around
And jump between her thighs.
Right into her cream pies