Black Poetry : Stuff in a Club

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Stuff in a Club

Stuff in a Club

Cats be stunting they stay whack doing a playact like
theaters they be haters on stage characters of all type
saw a girl cause static with her flirt must do some dramatic
work up under her skirt,girl got a damp seed wanna pat it
ready to stampede like a rattled addict, run to her in panic
get tons of romantic kisses, satisfaction in love making
when actions are taken in bed, “ boo you fine I’m not faking
Got a legit butt tits sucked before still adore your poking breast
Wanna open your dress I’m so impressed you know the rest
Feel a strange sensation lets do a change of location from
The club to my house this thug wanna spouse honey bun
My bed plush and strong so lets rush along with this my ride
Got chrome discs as rims we could roll up hill or do a glide
With bold thrills as a raceway, I want lace what can I say?
We can go beep beep beep while the bed go screech screech
Screech wanna let my wet tongue go so deep deep deep”
“Wait RHYME you make my juicy coochee a sloppy spree
You listen to Bobby V and young jock get a girl wet she
Be sprung and hot a lot I’m hung on not to have sex it maybe
Crazy and adorn but a baby can be born if you get my gravy
Love talks and wonder quotes bring thunderbolts even shock
A **** and get a girl’s box hot so boys plot and try drop
A girl’s panties there’s a world of candies under my dress
My cake burns as boys take turns trying to convince my breast

 

[$$RICH$$]

In da club doing it.....tyte drop......

 

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thanks rich for real

 

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SO WHY NOT IS YOU SOME KIND OF A FOOL OR SOMETHING YOU **** RIGHT ITS ME