Black Poetry : Well I'm wet got class like velvet grass my choice prevail, like a horse tail fast to be whipped around I got hips and they renown and round, erase

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Well I'm wet got class like velvet grass
my choice prevail, like a horse tail fast
to be whipped around I got hips and they
renown and round, erase all stats and baseball
bats are made of ash not afraid to trash tall
garbage not from college the weather is fall
summer is over got a Hummer and a Nova
club is a place one can chase lace be bolder
and ask for a date, have to go for what you know
met a chick on the dance floor and romance galore
a chance to score a slow song was on never heard before
DJ had a mix bag of tricks for the chicks, what's in store?
This is Black Hip Hop
“LOOK BOO you freak men every weekend because
of the sweet trends in your kisses” “oh yeah pause
how do you know?” “Well it show in your eyes no flaws
girl in your vicinity with hoops
and like enemy troops
got you hemmed in above the rim then
you be at the house bold
and your blouse gold
no Mickey Mouse can hold
a spot with you, girl you a hot boo
NAW PLAYER got to stop you
my panties are wet and hot do
to kissing, got butt and strut alert
got stuck at a concert
and this require insight
was whack the entire night
got wet pies at home
and boys set eyes on
me, and tries to bone
when I get a glimpse of a wimp
I jest leave no pimps allowed scrimps
my favorite food, wear lace after showers
and a boy bought me a vase of flowers
then grab my waist for hours and wanted some
no hope for my soaked panties
this honey not yielding
even though I have a funny feeling
flow well and like a hotel amuse guests
and use my breasts to trap boys the rest
rap noise about dates