I thought I'd do some rap stuff, I got this and a couple more in one six pack, LOL now maybe I can just get Enima to record them...
NOTCHER MAMA'S FIRST CHOICE (White Boy Rappin) There's a whole lotta nuthin thacha can't get free it's the price you pay for whatcha wanta be if ya gotta have a reason then ya just don't see you just don't see. there's a curtain on her window and it's snugged up tight if you's peepin through the curtain she is dyna-mite! she will meetcha in the parlor and she doesn't bite you just don't see. she's a little understanding but she won't say how if you ever read her number you could call her now she has wrote it for a reason on the bathroom towel you just don't see. If you think you gotta leave she can turn you on if ya ain't got no money then you best you gone with a hunert in you pocket you all set to dawn you just don't see. She's a little underhanded when it comes to love if ya don't know she's planned it whatcha thinkin of? If ya prayin at her curtain, does ya need a shove? You just don't see. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
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