Stephanie Whitley Poet Lyric

Greed

Dang, chick, what happened?
Why you lookin and actin
Like a hoe?
No homo.
But I know so
That it ain't supposed to
Look like you're after
Ballers and rappers.
Chasing dollar signs 
And lies
With your short shirts and tight jeans.
Can you even fit into them things?
I ain't tryin to be mean.
I'm just keeping it real,
Telling you how I feel
About your fake attitude,
Always actin rude,
Chasing some dude
In a bar
Because he drives a big, fast car.
I guess that's just who you are,
Another wannabe superstar.
We'll see how far
That takes you.
But you do you.
And I'mma do me.
And we'll see
Who ends up on top because I guarantee
You gone be lookin up to me
Wishing you had followed your dreams
Instead of greed.

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Chamonique Knowles January 18, 2009 at 3:38 PM i really like this. good job. i hate those kind of people and this poem characterizes them perfectly plus its funny.

Yoni Dvorkis January 14, 2009 at 7:06 PM I aint sayin she a gold digger. Forgive me, I couldn't resist. Greed usually is the dream for most guys. My old roommate definitely gave me that impression before he went into finance. I wonder how he's doing now. Nice write