Black Poetry : she was a PUERTO RICAN chickboys will kiss her heek quickthis girl toss wordsand sometimes lost for wordsdumb to be stuck with a manand not come

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she was a PUERTO RICAN chick
boys will kiss her cheek quick
this girl toss verbs
and sometimes lost for words
dumb to be stuck with a man
and not come up with a plan
a boy wants to hold her hand
like the BEETLES
and use something feeble
magnificent butter
maybe a different color
this is a written piece of work

 

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this is a written piece of work.
girl got a hidden feast that perk
got boys thinking being alert
after seeing her flirt want to jerk
up her skirt she says oh stop that
oh, her coochee so hot and phat
boys' pockets grooving with nickels
like drop top moving vehicles
they up the road
with a corrupt load
of love, quicker no doubt boys want some
because of a particular outcome

 

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because of a particular outcome
oh he want her dress up
and her breasts sucked
she can't test her luck
oh he jest stuck
his hand under her skirt
no doubt on a ledge
and out of eggs
can't have breakfast yall
HE SAID: his flow can perfume a nation
and like snow accumulation
it rise at an alarming rate

 

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it rise at an alarming rate
while boys be charming cake
oh she started to moan and groan
wanted to go home alone
but that's not to be
her body hot she can't see
she started to say stuff
SHE SAID: oh, a boy plan is wise
and like a franchise
it survives and stay alive
just to dive between a girl's thighs
oh, social reports

 

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oh, social reports.
are like local sports
it balls with a boy's brain
a girl calls and enjoy the plain
talk, oh a boy with extreme art
is like a theme park
devastated on a trail
like an elevated monorail
oh, a corrupt shift of attitude
a boy must uplift her mood
oh, a chick with butt
a boy with a trick and luck