Shorty got curves n yes
Shorty got curves n yes shorty to stay right
Put n engine in her back pocket n I bet bb gurl
Take flight
No nasty boi u need to wake up with after the mess
But if u tryn keep em make sure he loaded n you come before all the rest..
Every single day you should be on the front covers of every arctile n n all magazines
Cause the baddest thing right here is you
An let em have a photo so It can last longer then there
First beauty queen
I can spit 100 more words that keep with a smile
N I do it forever just to tell the world how no chick ever shine Betta then u mama be Now..you better then winning the lottery in all 50 states if it was ur or them I stay broke forever N work a burger king just so I can provide u the best dick n a home to where u no u always safe . It's u who fell from above n it's I call u my grace
👁 4💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.