Ballad (Po)
That chariot keep look'in at me
Just had to un wrapp (cheops)
Most of ya'll write like a chicken Po
Don scratch
Really not that deep
Women do you at war with this country
Don even look
No more up there
There nothing up there
but stripe
Nappy -------Kinky
I don't know
What they said
O' My goodness
Now don know
Where must you stay
Babylon mommy
no mommy no longer
Get that right woman out my kitchen
Just made Shamira a star
Mail that letter off Pointblank
Don come knock'in on my
Endowindow
Window
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