Poetry

(альбом: Shooter - 2010)

[Verse 1: Los]
She burst in my door and open her trench up,
What was underneath was, all black, and French cut she,
Snatched me by my tie and said, I don't want to hear no shit,
Boots to her thighs like a, sexy super hero bitch she,
Took me by the hand and started, feeling her breasts and she,
Pushed me on the couch and put her, heel in my chest I,
Unzipping her boots her red toes like candy paint
Knowing she got a man but understanding I'm the man he ain't
I grabbed her by her fucking neck choked her out cuffed her ass
She need to let that sucker go he fuck her slow and cum to fast
Me I put a hit out on that pussy like a mob tie
Than we fuckin till the batteries inside the clocks die
My 6 pack, and my back mean
Lift her on the wall and make a movie she get flat screened
I turnt her to the back and grabbed a fist full of her hair,
I kissed her on the neck and whispered this up in her ear

[Hook: Los]
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 haha
Poetry, yea she got that poetry
That pussy get to talking to me than 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

[Verse 2: Los]
Ugh, she's the most dynamic human being her,
Rare beauty confuses with being human means,
Her consistent repetition of purpose leaves me fascinated
She's the definition of perfect, exaggerated
Exclamations and so forth we
Execute exhibitions with no hesitations we go forth our,
Souls lost behind the toast of a wine glass
So desert that nigga and come be my dessert with yo fine ass
The things we bout to do they couldn't show you on the cable box
Whip cream on your body with yo body on my table top
Ain't nothing could make me stop this is my unwritten law
I'm gon beat it up until the neighbors knock and pictures fall
Leave them curtains open just incase they love watching,
This episode of me holding you love hostage,
Blind folded, rope hands
I keep you fiending for this pipe jus call me dope man

[Hook: Los]
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 haha
Poetry, yea she got that poetry
That pussy get to talking to me than 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

[Verse 3: Los]
Mama got a itty bitty little black skirt on
I love to see them tig ol bitties with a half shirt on
She lookin ridiculous when she getting that flirt on
Look at them lips they just, looking so mischievous
Look at them cheeks they just, looking so de-licious
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 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 position
And hittin the rhythm gettin you outta that Vicki secret shit
Do you wanna slow it down, take it slow,
Fuckin from the bed down to the floor
Do it to the rhythm getting 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,
I'm so Biggie she's so like Kim and he got faith
Trying to be a bad boy but he got mased
And we be bumpin summer rain she go low like submarines
I go in so deep I leave her Weezy I'm a "Stunna Man"
I tell her thank you, come again,
No I mean before you leave I'm gon make you cum again

[Hook: Los]
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 haha
Poetry, yea she got that poetry
That pussy get to talking to me than 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