Black Poetry : she was REDBONE a yellow Soul she can draw a map boys come with raw crap she's in an affair that's sweet as she prepare to speak her skirt not up she

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she was REDBONE a yellow Soul.
she can draw a map.
boys come with raw crap.
she's in an affair that's sweet.
as she prepares to speak
her skirt not up
she has a round hot butt.
she sews her own dress.
she has grown breasts.
she said it's a sex alerts.
when it comes to experts
girls strut in miniskirts.

 

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girls strut in miniskirts.
so, look boo his brain in flame.
and trying to attain fame.
so, his aim is a cake date.
naw player she has speeds in water.
and she proceed to slaughter.
fish and whales
this is the kiss of females.
a mermaid has scales.
he has a desire for breasts and success.
and girl the rest under her dress
must make good sense.

 

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must make good sense.
because from the hood convince
a boy to strive and survive in life.
his muscles nice and hard
like a lifeguard
can't drown in his ocean.
she's flirting while he's rapping.
expect certain things to happen.
he has high hopes.
and her pie is dope.
she sits across the room.
she wears boss perfume.

 

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she wears boss perfume.
the DJ tossed on a tune.
then he begins to rap
so, boo let's sit in the car.
and eventually git to bar
and sip some wine.
had a SPANISH catalog.
wow house vanished into the fog.
as he drove away
wearing a robe today
ready to do bed talk.
to a girl, HE SAID boo.

 

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to a girl, HE SAID boo
lets rap outside behind
the building and be chilling
and our hormones fulfilling
hard to be humble and stumble
up on a love affair with breasts
now behind the building air is fresh
he stood between her thighs
real close to the cream pies
at night he dreams of skies
his dew rag wet.
and like a magnet