Slam With My Jam 1
Ahhh finally a reply,
I knew I'd get one soon,
just had to get off your knees,
and take your out of that pune
Why am I a slob,
cause I don't have a job?,
wouldn't see me piggy backing off my misses,
to get me in the door.
Chasing that ice cream truck,
I admit you got pretty far,
so your package did arrive,
what was it?,.. The ahh bra.
I remember how you use to run before,
sweaty man breasts hitting your eyes,
I still gave you credit brother,
you still gave it a good try.
There ain't nothing wrong with my jelly bean,
many times were you told,
when I got out the shower that day,
you had no power, so the water was cold.
So I don't have any class,
I think you talking from you ass,
there's so much smack between your crack,
I'd need a whole new poem to give you flack.
As for my photos falling off the wall,
for that comment I should sue,
but what I think is really funny,
mine aren't in panoramic view.
Yeah I went to Jenny's,
gave her a good try,
unlike mister go to the gym,
not even five times.
My cake I like to eat cold,
exactly like my slam,
I just spread you on my bread brother,
gonna eat you with some jam.
M.Mahauariki © 2012
Copyright © Murray Mahauariki | Year Posted 2012
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