Black Poetry : Thirst for a dame body burst into flames have to rehearse my game

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    Thirst for a dame body burst into flames have to rehearse my game
    A guy from the hood need dry wood to try a good fireplace my aim
    Is to heat up like a stove, and cook rice eat and look nice chop sticks
    On the table strong and able with appetite to rap and write afro picks
    In my hair wear a quick pair of tims, and sense I’m dope in the mind
    Really hope to find answers, why haters chase and try choke my kind
    But caught a break when I bought a cake after talking to BETTY
    CROCKER now ready and proper so when I rhyme it’s always steady
    The art is bold from a part of my soul and like a flower has power
    And pollen, honeybees swarm funny how these warm and shower
    Brains like rains, my pants the best and I hate ants nest concern
    At nights think I hear termites chew on my wall they do all the dern
    Damage summertime while I’m in this hummer of mine, burn
    Rubber when I take off need a girl with cake soft and game confirmed
    “SO LOOK BOO Tonight brisk, a slight risk of a kiss that can turn
    Your life around and plus you have nice pound cake brings concern
    Ready to get laid bring the confetti and parade love your body type
    A hottie with hype we can be newlyweds and truly the bed awaits
    Your cake girl you can make the world spin again for real take
    Me as your boyfriend use words of affection and verbs with direction
    Body curves a direct reflection of what love is and boo your collection
    Of beauty and booty as a cutie is fantastic never plastic it’s the real
    Deal now you know how I feel so let me peal your peach and we can wheel
    in Virginia Beach, look at your butt and skirt first my thinking
    Work up a thirst need water a tall glass fall fast in love jest winking
    My eye and thinking about pie, most my rhymes I post online linking
    To ghost sometime like JENIFER LOVE HEWITT but for now a beginner
    At TAYLOR DO IT, FAIRFIELD SHOPPING CENTER, boo hair is a winner
    Hips hopping and boys trip wanna be knocking the boots think tuff
    Love you strongly boo if only you let me kiss your lips and see stuff”
    And be like PUFF DADDY AND MASE “been around the world” enough
    “NAW PLAYER your slang is strong and I must hang up the phone on
    This conversation, kiss is domination wanna take my bagel home
    And butter my bread while love talk clutter my head, saw STAR
    WARS shook by the force took a course on spaceships and so far
    Boys chase lips may get my lace ripped and stripped after soft flows
    Wanna take off my clothes have to beware down there of those
    Heat flashes after unique clashes with boy toys wow my panty hose
    Be Wet as heck don’t get to check them until I’m home here goes
    The crazy drama about being a baby mamma I’m in a min-skirt
    Fear in my mind and need a clear sign no beer or wine stay alert
    Right here at TAYLOR DO IT in FAIRFIELD never jest twerk
    To get a boy, there must be an interview and dinner too that’s work
    For a girl, your plot phat but I’m a hot stat and it’s not that I ignore
    You, jest wanna escape with cake and catch my breath emotions soar
    Walk among the smart but “young hearts run free” like CANDI STATON
    Wow my panty hose contemplating, oh dear should I be here creating
    A scene love talk is hot when boys use it so “don’t stop the music” like
    YARBROUGH AND PEOPLES, just hips being strongly hurl in this only world
    not a “hey there lonely girl” stop listening to EDDIE HOLMAN
    So you concerned about my body if this turns out to be a party you
    In for a local attraction and social interactions that’s really how few
    Do this after a true kiss we together for pleasure want the clever
    Treasure under my dress because it’s wet even SANTA CLAUS get
    To sack my toys jest too many whack boys around with flaws yet
    A girl have to duck a lot don’t know rather you have a truck or car
    With the top dropped trying to pop lock like CHRIS BROWN so bizarre
    And hot now see a radar cop on KEMPSVILLE ROAD with his Candles
    flashing can’t handle the crashing of cars need seatbelts don’t gamble
    With life, you wanna undo my dress buttons in a hurry because
    a sudden flurry of love cross your mind, wanna toss wine and pause
    facts corrode acts explode my cake smoking heart about to break open
    ready to take a token your mistake is hoping for some fast stroking
    so if you want some cake you have to cum straight being dumb and
    fake won’t get you there even though I’m wet down there try a plan
    that work you prefer stew, you pursue my body wanna hold my hand
    find kisses on every side of love you want me to ride to the club with
    you sitting close and possibly hugged up a thug get corrupt wanna lift
    my skirt and go to work, don’t know what to say know you gonna sniff
    my perfume, so prepare to do an affair that’s true a kiss not enough
    you want this hot stuff that I flirt, so my lips hot and red wana huff
    and puff but I’m not in bed, in every population sex is an ordinary
    occupation and it could vary and rock a nation even a real secretary
    knows this, I WAS AT TAYLOR DO IT once before see and adore beauty
    in the FAIRLFIELD SHOPPING CENTER, hair real and my stockings
    thinner, dinner could be had from hood mad boys it’s so shocking
    That’s how they roll and display their soul after all my HIP HOPPING
    Access to my breast was through a kiss and a true hug breath taking
    The stress making time worse got a blind thirst this is breaking
    Pride went to sleep last night on the porch and boys have a right
    To approach one is wearing a bright broach well I guess it’s tight
    Bling and my soul ready for a flight with wings so ready set hike
    This is a touchdown as boys search all around see one on a bike
    Dreams are devastation love is a means of education so I’m in
    TAYLOR DO IT and that’s dedication sometimes meditation win
    In battles but here words begin to rattle my lace and really then
    It’s cattle on pace for a stampede my pantie damp and need drying
    Not a boys lying in my eardrums it’s clear some boys really be trying
    This is a nice landscape it’s a boy’s plan to take some cake for real
    That’s hard luck got my guard up in front of STARBUCKS no deal
    A thrill to be trick and like LIL DICKEY/FETTY WAP ready and hot
    Got to “save Dat Money” boys crave for a honey thirst don’t stop
    So here I am at TAYLOR DO IT shook and renown starting to look
    Around the parking lot KROGER across this is like a story book
    Just HIPHOP blackness and exactness I could be an actress for
    HALE BERRY down an alley of very uniqueness Strictly Business or
    Boomerang, boys wanna sex to prevail I’m gonna wait to exhale
    They be on a complex trail to knock the boots, but many do fail
    A boy car stay waxed and now I see TJ MAXX and FOOD LION
    My attitude is iron, have to be a tuff girl it’s ruff world of MT ZION
    Love talk at high elevation jest because my pie is devastation each
    Slice reach a boy’s nice taste buds they chase hugs in Virginia Beach
    Now this drives up in a set of wheels trying to make wet deals things
    Got amazing fast, car “grazin in the grass” HUGH MASEKALA” sings
    This boy wanted fun galore and to the right LORD DUNMOORE ROAD
    Runs by he wants a ton of pie” HE SAID “LOOK BOO my very code
    Is to get some pie that’s easy to cum by, I begin to sneeze when I feel
    A wind or breeze need a girlfriend wanna squeeze her waist it’s real
    Love, eat spinach draw art always finish what I start not Popeye jest
    A hot guy looking for pot pie and breast with a plot fly as a bird nest
    And so on I flow strong then go home with a chick and become known
    Quick my bling swell and I do my thing well I’m here to soften your
    lace which is often a waste of time we can taste wine at the front door
    Stunt galore then jump on the floor and have sex, the kisses will soar
    I swore to satisfy your phat pie as stats fly in the form of juice on bed
    Sheets, your lips are red heat right here in TAYLOR DO IT girl I read
    Your body language, I think you the brisk type and you dislike boys
    That don’t kiss right but you on my list for tonight, like SANTA toys
    Are in my life enjoys a slice of pie, I talk while I walk a mile in
    another’s Shoes, my status quo is to have apparatus and flow when
    Rapping to chicks and stuff be happening quick
     
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    Thirst for dames body burst into flames have to rehearse my game
    A guy from the hood need dry wood to try a good fireplace my aim
    Is to heat up like a stove, and cook rice eat and look nice chop sticks
    On the table strong and able with appetite to rap and write afro picks
    In my hair wear a quick pair of Tims, and sense I’m dope in the mind
    Really hope to find answers, why haters chase and try choke my kind
    But caught a break when I bought a cake after talking to BETTY
    CROCKER now ready and proper so when I rhyme it’s always steady
    The art is bold from a part of my soul and like a flower has power
    And pollen, honeybees swarm funny how these warm and shower
    Brains like rains, my pants the best and I hate ants nest concern
    At nights think I hear termites chew on my wall they do all the Dern
    Damage summertime while I’m in this hummer of mine, burn
    Rubber when I take off need a girl with cake soft and game confirmed
    Must make a strong choice to keep my tone of voice during a hug
    CHRISTMAS, this girl got class in creams and butters insuring love
    In a scheme of colors features and structures produce teachers and
    Cultures in the form of HIP-HOP my words clings which serves plans
    To bring search the past for a touch of class with emphasis on certain
    Stuff brings burdens enough, so let me get her in my drop top flirting
    And live life again in the nice winds of love, she’s a dame with cake
    I can’t make the same mistakes and blame the snakes that wait
    In the grass to bite did think last night, but now see a girl wanna go
    Party because nobody can be exact and understand the facts loco
    About love, my quotes unravels while boats travels and floats on
    Lakes my hopes for cake is growing its great knowing all along
    That my romance chances are good need bold affection to control
    My direction or else my ship will sink like the Titanic I’m told

    “SO LOOK BOO I need a dame quicker so I can be acclaim the victor
    Words slays like birds of prey, feeble eagles but legal and thicker
    Than liquor in a glass Tonight brisk, a slight risk of a kiss that can turn
    Your life around and plus you have nice pound cake brings concern
    Ready to get laid bring the confetti and parade love your body type
    A hottie with hype we can be newlyweds and truly the bed awaits
    Your cake girl you can make the world spin again for real take
    Me as your boyfriend use words of affection and verbs with direction
    Body curves a direct reflection of what love is and boo your collection
    Of beauty and booty as a cutie is fantastic never plastic it’s the real
    Deal now you know how I feel so let me peal your peach and we can wheel
    in Virginia Beach, look at your butt and skirt first my thinking
    Work up a thirst need water a tall glass fall fast in love jest winking
    My eye and thinking about pie, most my rhymes I post online linking
    To ghost sometime like JENIFER LOVE HEWITT but for now a beginner
    at TAYLOR DO IT, FAIRFIELD SHOPPING CENTER, boo hair is a winner
    Hips hopping and boys trip wanna be knocking the boots think tuff
    Love you strongly boo if only you let me kiss your lips and see stuff”
    And be like PUFF DADDY AND MASE “been around the world” enough
    You a dame no doubt and it came about due to you being a cutie at
    A party with booty and body kisses had when we meet in TAYLOR DO
    IT IN FAIRFIELD SHOPPING CENTER HIP HOPPING before dinner a few
    Drawbacks but raw facts prevail by acts of a female like SCOOBY DOO
    I saw a ghost or two, so boo my stats stem above the rim and like PAT
    AND JIM got married had three kids, gee whiz I was so surprised at
    How time flies when a girl design pies for a boy, we can take a proud
    Pause and give a loud applause to us on a date so by chance crowd
    And try romance so I wanna make you sweaty and hot so like
    The FUGEES “Ready or Not” acclaim the victor my game quicker hype
    Is involved the type that will turn your doorknob jest can’t gripe
    About that because you have two arms and true charms don’t be
    Alarm I got four wheels and to soar is real in a drop top for me
    Want you by my side as we try ride to lover’s lame, look I tie
    Every inch of my bandana and like FRENCH MONTANA be fly
    Boo “Don’t Panic” you want romantic words and your planet is like
    Pluto it do go around the sun and it’s bound for fun in a my drop
    you're flirting everyday make me react a certain way girl you get
    hot and wet a lot, cums to grip with a groove girl your hips yet
    to move in my direction I must try affection to change that

    “NAW PLAYER I have pie no doubt and boys cry out and beg for some
    When I step to the party a loud applause like SANTA CLAUS take rum
    On ice got a sweet walk they greet with talk they see juice I duck they
    Wanna produce a product and that’s a baby boy while my gravy on lay
    Away to destroy this is not a cheap place have to keep safe because
    boys wanna peep lace when my dress is up a gift for SANTA CLAUS
    HO! HO! HO! Cake and lace will take place you need a date just to
    chase my lips, in a sleazy groove body easily moved by kisses true
    My breasts are complex and my body is the only access to sex suggest
    You text me and beg for some, so use the celly to get jelly is best
    I’m a girl phat and fine at all times so you wanna ball drink wine
    Probably peach bubbly so teach me how to dougie or redefine
    The NAY! NAY! in this FAIRFIELD community of opportunity hind
    Sight finds me tonight trying to escape while you cling for cake
    Your lips your slang is strong and I must hang up the phone on
    This conversation, kiss is domination wanna take my bagel home
    And butter my bread while love talk clutter my head, saw STAR
    WARS shook by the force took a course on spaceships and so far
    Boys chase lips may get my lace ripped and stripped after soft flows
    Wanna take off my clothes have to beware down there of those
    Heat flashes after unique clashes with boy toys wow my panty hose
    Be Wet as heck don’t get to check them until I’m home here goes
    The crazy drama about being a baby mamma I’m in a min-skirt
    Fear in my mind and need a clear sign no beer or wine stay alert
    Right here at TAYLOR DO IT in FAIRFIELD never jest twerk
    To get a boy, there must be an interview and dinner too that’s work
    For a girl, your plot phat but I’m a hot stat and it’s not that I ignore
    You, jest wanna escape with cake and catch my breath emotions soar
    Walk among the smart but “young hearts run free” like CANDI STATON
    Wow my panty hose contemplating, oh dear should I be here creating
    A scene love talk is hot when boys use it so “don’t stop the music” like
    YARBROUGH AND PEOPLES, just hips being strongly hurl in this only
    world not a “hey there lonely girl” stop listening to EDDIE HOLMAN
    So you concerned about my body if this turns out to be a party you
    In for a local attraction and social interactions that’s really how few
    Do this after a true kiss us together for pleasure want the clever
    Treasure under my dress because it’s wet even SANTA CLAUS gets
    To sack my toys jest too many whack boys around with flaws yet
    A girl have to duck a lot don’t know rather you have a truck or car
    With the top dropped trying to pop lock like CHRIS BROWN so bizarre
    And hot now see a radar cop on KEMPSVILLE ROAD with his Candles
    flashing can’t handle the crashing of cars need seatbelts don’t gamble
    With life, you wanna undo my dress buttons in a hurry because
    A sudden flurry of love cross your mind, wanna toss wine and pause
    Facts corrode acts explode my cake smoke heart about to break open
    Ready to take a token your mistake is hoping for some fast stroking
    so if you want some cake you have to cum straight being dumb and
    fake won’t get you there even though I’m wet down there try a plan
    That work you prefer stew, you pursue my body wanna hold my hand
    Find kisses on every side of love you want me to ride to the club with
    You sitting close and possibly hugged up a thug get corrupt wanna lift
    My skirt and go to work, don’t know what to say know you gonna sniff
    My perfume, so prepare to do an affair that’s true a kiss not enough
    You want this hot stuff that I flirt, so my lips hot and red wanna huff
    And puff but I’m not in bed, in every population sex is an ordinary
    Occupation and it could vary and rock a nation even a real secretary
    Knows this, my thing wet no doubt so I get out and about to carry
    Love from one place to another and it’s all lace and butter and very
    Involved

    I WAS AT TAYLOR DO IT once before see and adore beauty stopping
    In the FAIRLFIELD SHOPPING CENTER, hair real and my stockings
    Thinner, dinner could be had from hood mad boys it’s so shocking
    That’s how they roll and display their soul after all my HIP HOPPING
    Access to my breast was through a kiss and a true hug breath taking
    The stress making time worse got a blind thirst this is breaking
    Pride went to sleep last night on the porch and boys have a right
    To approach one is wearing a bright broach well I guess it’s tight
    Bling and my soul ready for a flight with wings so ready set hike
    This is a touchdown as boys search all around sees one on a bike
    Dreams are devastation love is a means of education so I’m in
    TAYLOR DO IT and that’s dedication sometimes meditation win
    In battles but here words begin to rattle my lace and really then
    It’s cattle on pace for a stampede my pantie damp and need drying
    Now a boys lying in my eardrums it’s clear some boys really be trying
    This is a nice landscape it’s a boy’s plan to take some cake for real
    That’s hard luck got my guard up in front of STARBUCKS no deal
    A thrill to be trick and like LIL DICKEY/FETTY WAP ready and hot
    Got to “save Dat Money” boys crave for a honey thirst don’t stop
    So here I am at TAYLOR DO IT shook and renowned starting to look
    Around the parking lot, KROGER across the street this a story book
    Just HIPHOP blackness and exactness I could be an actress for
    HALE BERRY down an alley of very uniqueness Strictly Business or
    Boomerang, boys wanna sex to prevail I’m gonna wait to exhale
    They are on a complex trail to knock the boots, but many do fail
    A boy car stay waxed and now I see TJ MAXX and FOOD LION
    My attitude is iron; have to be a tuff girl its ruff world of MT ZION
    Love talk at high elevation jest because my pie is devastation each
    Slice reach a boy’s nice taste buds they chase hugs in Virginia Beach
    Now this boy drives up in a set of wheels try to make wet deals things
    Got amazing fast, car “grazin in the grass” HUGH MASEKALA” sings
    This boy wanted fun galore and to the right LORD DUNMORE ROAD
    Runs by he wants a ton of pie”

    HE SAID “look boo I’m very know to the contrary shown stuff revealed
    You’re a queen of devastation have means of education so the deal
    Is to get some pie that’s easy to cum by, I begin to sneeze when I feel
    A wind or breeze need a girlfriend wanna squeeze her waist its real
    Love, eat spinach draw art always finish what I start not Popeye jest
    A hot guy looking for pot pie and breast with a plot fly as a bird nest
    And so on I flow strong then go home with a chick and become known
    Quick my bling swell and I do my thing well I’m here to soften your
    lace which is often a waste of time we can taste wine at the front door
    Stunt galore then jump on the floor and have sex, the kisses will soar
    I swore to satisfy your phat pie as stats fly in the form of juice on bed
    Sheets, your lips are red heat right here in TAYLOR DO IT girl I read
    Your body language, I think you the brisk type and you dislike boys
    That don’t kiss right but you on my list for tonight, like SANTA toys
    Are in my life enjoys a slice of pie, I talk while I walk a mile in
    another’s Shoes, my status quo is to have apparatus and flow when
    Rapping to chicks and stuff be happening quick, so be my girlfriend
    I squash nerds if they use harsh words to me, even a brief whirlwind
    Can blow me off my game but you’re a soft dame so give me a kiss
    “NAW PLAYER this is random domination have to abandon this
    conversation to the dogs you’re barking up the wrong tree try kiss and
    go home with me on the phone see right through your game and plan
    Have bright stats but like rats I abandon sinking ships you thinking
    about my lips huh? Want pie no doubt so you cry out to a blinking
    Red-light and head right into traffic that’s too graphic for the road
    Use words that’s deft and correct just to preserve my self-respect
    You cum with wine, berry juices that necessary to produce a dialect
    My pie unique so don’t try lie and cheat to get some I can reject
    You, I’m very sweet and every week you should write me a love
    Better your sex opportunity is great if we communicate the club
    Awaits and you love cake so make no mistake you wanna rub
    My thighs and grub on my pies, I adore flowers and they turn
    On more power to my emotion then potions of kisses are confirmed
    They accelerate my train and devastate my brain even elevate a crane
    To the tiptop of HIP HOP a boy’s mind trip and can’t stop don’t blame
    The Champaign it’s a **** shame if you do, can’t actually explain
    It quicken my highs boys wanna be licking my thighs and politicking
    Lies in my eardrums try not to hear none but it appear some tricking
    Got through because my panties are wet, not even in the car yet from
    Dew rags to hear crew brags no mad excuse to make bad use of love
    Glad that juice can produce a hug, wet and turned loose in the club
    Starting to shine looking for sparkling wine like champagne is above
    The rest, and boys wanna rub my breasts, be in the bathtub soaping
    They have great cake but have to take a break, body wet and hoping
    To escape so I can put my feet up and have unique luck no stroking
    Allowed and my breasts poking proud and choking the crowd and
    Some boys spoken loud saying they want some of this but my plan
    Is to duck oh shucks I can get stuck “in between the sheets” like
    The ISLEY BROTHERS” so nicely my butters melt a boy with hype
    Can jump between my thighs go up in the cream pies and jest go
    Crazy on it, well I guess he would kiss my lips tongue me the best doe
    And jest go crazy on it, body built in silk and breasts are spilt milk
    Boy’s mind on a guilt trip now, and somehow daydreams don’t wilt
    The truth is sick may require a toothpick for your teeth it score
    Brief points
     
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    I rap stats that trap cats my facts spark not gonna act the part of a clown this stuff hot and legit and I'm not a hypocrite no doubt a page for the outraged so what yall say? this is all day everyday homey don't play
     
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    Nice to hear the news and advice is to used not hung on the wall
    among for all to see you don't get the picture when that is done yall
    stupidity blind my eyes there are three kinds of lies, lies, little
    lies and statistics, they are ballistic to our society in the middle
    of an egg fight and my pledge tonight is not be a chicken like
    KFC or POPEYE our economy along with astronomy of all type
    is not about telescopes I take some helified notes and hadn't wrote
    nothing about them, anyway don't gamble with ISIS just handle a dope
    crisis and hope the nicest thing show up I wear bling flow not corrupt
     
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