King Los - Poetry lyrics

She, burst in my door and
Opened her trench up
What was underneath was all
Black and french cuz'
She, snatched me by my tie and said
I don't wanna hear no shit
Boot's to her thigh's
Like a sexy super hero bitch
She, took me by my hand
And started feelin' her breast
Then she, pushed me on the couch
And put her heel in my chest
I, unzippin' her boot's
Her red toe's like candy paint
Knowin' she got a man but understandin'
Im the man he ain't
I grabbed her by her fuckin'
Neck, choked her out, cuffed her ass
She needa' let that sucka' go
He fuck her slow and cum to fast
Me, I put a hit out on
That pussy like a mob tie
Then we fuck until the battery's
Inside the clock's die
My six pack and my back knee, lift her
On the wall and make a movie
She get flat screened
I turned her to the back n'
Grabbed fist full of her hair, i
Kissed her on her neck and whispered
This up in her ear

I said, "I know you got a man
But that nigga ain't as cold as me"
She said, "You got a girl
But that bitch can't drop it low as me"
All I do is tell her yes tell her yes
Flowetry
That pussy make a nigga wanna snap, poetry ha
Poetry, yeah she got that poetry
That pussy get the talkin' to me then
It take a hold of me
So all I do is tell her yes tell her yes
Flowetry
That pussy make a nigga wanna snap, poetry

She's the most dynamic human being, her
Rare beauty confuse's with being human
Means her consistant repition of purpose
Leave's me fascinated
She's the definition of perfect, exaggerated
Eclimation's and so forth, we execute
Exibitions, wit' no hesitations, we go forth
Our, soul's lost behind the toast
Of a wine glass so, desert that nigga
And come be my desert with yo' fine ass
The thing's we bout' to do
It could'nt show you on a cable box
Whip cream on yo' body
Witcha' body on my tabletop
Ain't nothing could make me stop
This is my unwritten law
I'm gon' beat it up until the
Neighbor's knock and picture's fall
Leave them cutain's open, just
Incase they love watchin'
This episode of me holdin' you love hostage
Blindfolded, rope hands, I keep you
Fienin' for this pipe, just call me dope man

I said, "I know you got a man
But that nigga ain't as cold as me"
She said, "You got a girl
But that bitch can't drop it low as me"
All I do is tell her yes tell her yes
Flowetry
That pussy make a nigga wanna snap, poetry ha
Poetry, yeah she got that poetry
That pussy get the talkin' to me then
It take a hold of me
So all I do is tell her yes tell her yes
Flowetry
That pussy make a nigga wanna snap, poetry

Mama gotta' itty bitty little black skirt on
I like to see them "tig ol'
Bitties" wit' a half shirt on
She lookin' ridiculous when she
Gettin' that flirt on
Look at dem' lip's they just
Lookin' so mischievous
Look at dem' cheek's they just
Lookin' so deliciuos whenever she switches
Make her say she the shit
Ready to leave your chick
Can you believe this shit
Now you gotta' strip down
Let me see this shit
Yeah my mind we strictly freakin' it
Flippin' it, beatin' it, lickin' it
Eatin' it
Stickin' my dick in a different postition
An' hittin' to the rhythm
Gettin' you outta' that Vicki Secret
Do you wanna slow it down, take it slow
Fuckin from the bed down to the flo'
Do it to the rhythm, gettin' down to the flow
You already know
Bitch I know this dick like whoa
No black rob, get clapped on, no clap off
I don't slack off
I go in, don't back off, cause' I go deep
No Brett Favre
I'm so Viking, and he so lame
That's so like him
Im so like Biggie, she so like Kim, and
He got faith, trynna' be a Bad Boy
But he got massed
And we be bumpin' "Summer Rain"
She go low like submarine's
I go in so deep I leave her Weezy
Ima' "Stunna" mane
I told her "thank you come again"
No I mean before you leave Im
Gon' make you cum again

I said, "I know you got a man
But that nigga ain't as cold as me"
She said, "You got a girl
But that bitch can't drop it low as me"
All I do is tell her yes tell her yes
Flowetry
That pussy make a nigga wanna snap, poetry ha
Poetry, yeah she got that poetry
That pussy get the talkin' to me then
It take a hold of me
So all I do is tell her yes tell her yes
Flowetry
That pussy make a nigga wanna snap, poetry