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.:Boo:.

 

Boo:  She loved lucky 7's hard 9's and full-grown 11's
Her choice of hellcats she’d meld into heavens
Most times they were unannounced instances
But she had her thing for parading stiff sentences
Frequented by characters with ominous scars
Popping chilled bottles in them concept cars
Her admired addiction; a requested position
Stressed was a love; make love without friction
Driven to sex was her passionate ways
This girl was rare like them triple plays
Once they found out she wouldn’t neglect
Joker unsafe, she knew to protect
I’m jus saying...this is how she do!
The whole damn crew or maybe just you
Cook you in the kitchen or maybe the loo
She’d put you away; you knew you were through
Girlfriend had her way to entice a player
Peeling off her clothes done layer by layer
Electric; she’d sex-it…wouldn’t let you forget it
Who ever didn’t know they’d never suspect it
Her trance would enhance and kept her in bling
Everyone loving how Boo did their thing!




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