Doin' It Verse

i take my poetry serious i take rapping quite the opposite

 

It’s about 10 thirty when I met her at her spot/

She whispers am I special/

I’m like yea, um… a lot/

She laughs it off/

I guess she love my sense of humor/

It was all going good

until she told me bout this rumor/

I guess I was seeing this other lady/

And she just had my baby/

And my dog has rabies

I’m like you know these people crazzzzy/

Then I said bummer cause I was feeling Eightttttttys/

then we cruised to my favorite spot/

FYI, it’s Wendy’s Parking lot/

Around this time I noticed her fly clothes/

90s Nike jackets, with the Nike velcro’s (oh yeaaa)

I felt a tingle through my spine/

As she ate the double bacon, i wished she was mine

She bit the straw, same time as she slurped/

And I was heaven, the moment that she burped.

 

Pretty mixed thing that I met in new dehli

2 hours later she was sprung in the telly

30 minutes later I was kissing on her belly

A minute out the door she had hit me on the celly

Talking bout’ what’s next? (s**t)

I was so tired I said PHONE SEX

Next day, found lip gloss on my neck

& on my dresser table, my name on a check

But even though I kissed her

I still don’t miss her

Cause in 24 hours I was talking to her sister (i'm a sucker for twins)

But yea, I really felt bad

So in 12 more hours I walked her to the cab

As I whispered in her ear I really wanna kiss ya

She smiled and replied, I don’t have a sista