BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- She was perfect like mashed potatoes and collard greens.
- She caught me perving.
- I nervously gave apologies.
- She smirked and slaughtered my train of thought
- I'm awkward now.
- All the notes I had jotted on the side of palm
- Gave no profit cause honestly ,I was locked.
- Her olive green eyes controlled me.
- I almost walked.
- My homies are blowing up my fucking phone
- Asking if I'm fucking ,blood rushed to my head.
- Her judgement was ten fold ,like 10 shows by Engel.
- Tripping. Cold sweat ,turned dollar signs.
- I had money to buy. No cosign. She's so fine.
- Coke in my nose still lingering ,I suppose.
- Cause she's seem she closer ,
- I noticed the gold choker ,
- Hopelessly ,I hold her.
- Both breast on my shoulder ,
- I can see the lines of her iris.
- I swear I don't know her ,
- She know they call me Midas.
- I high as my dick against her hips
- I couldn't fight it.
- She fucked with my switch ,
- She had slipped uninvited.
- Into my psyche. I'm not thinking.
- I think she like me.
- Inviting smile ,a big butt
- Bell was right. I took the bait
- She said I looked thirsty ,so I should take a drink.
- And she so pretty ,see back in the city
- No Philly chick.. was fucking with me
- I wore the same torn shoes from the payless.
- Dad left ,and God was playing favorites so
- when favor came ,I switched up
- Enough hustling. And now she clearly struggling.
- Swushin that drink in my face while she touching me.
- She licked my lips with her tongue and sung
- "I got just what you need. Just trust in me.
- I can keep your lust appeased but nothing in
- this club is free."
- I had dropped a crouton on this silk ass fouton
- Got charge with 3 thousand ,flexed and paid 10.
- I'm a mountain ,and she climbing.
- All my good friends ,told me to let her ride
- So I took there advice ,and entised by her saliva
- on my now dry lips.
- She hed that drink ,and smiled ,simply offered a sip
- We was so connected ,we was both on the tip
- I'm tipsy ,and sip of h20 sure to help.
- I took a couple sip and said to myself
- "What would've have happened if Jesus did'nt leave?"
- She cackled and said "I guess w'll see"
- And I fell.
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