One time is fine with me
That was her mentality
And this dude was looking like her latest casuality
Or next victim
She could smash and evict ‘em
She had no feelings, just addictions
to smashing and dashing
It was a thrill
When they saw how tight she feels
And even more fun
As she rode them and made them come
But she didn’t want more
She would smash and dash like plenty times before
But this one dude was henpecked
Got good pussy then had to be chin checked
Because he wouldn’t leave her alone
She just wanted to bone
Not take him home
to meet the parents
But it was apparent
that this dude was transparent.
He was trying to cuff something
She just wanted to fuck something
Didn’t tell him but she didn’t feel like she was bluffing
Whenever he hit her up none of her excuses were flying
She just wanted to see what it was hitting for
Didn’t think he’d be coming back for more
But it was that good
Left him with hard wood
Not talking basketball gym
But she really wasn’t feeling him
She could smash then dash on a whim
So she had to put him in line
Him and her going further wasn’t in her design
She just had to see what it was like
That was all.
Her words to him:
“IT WAS FUN. I HAD A BALL. WHENEVER I’M IN A DROUGHT, I’LL GIVEE THAT ASS A CALL!”
You were in my dream last night
You were perfect.
You went above and beyond any of my expectations.
Got me sitting here debating
Whether or not it was real or a dream
My mind keeps replaying that scene.
You made me feel like your Queen.
You rescued me as I was falling
Not literally but figuratively
You picked me up when I was down
When no one else could do such a thing
You saved me.
For I almost felt like I was dying
Ok I’m lying
Not dying but going through so much pain
I had someone to talk to and clear my brain
And you knew just what to say to make me smile again.
It felt so real.
Everything about it was so chill
Can’t really explain the pacific feel
That you brought to me
Just from the way you talked to me
I loved it
I reached out but couldn’t touch it.
Couldn’t touch you
I sat there feeling like it was de ja vu
Like I saw that scene before
Then my daughter walked in the door
I was very much so awake
And the there was no need for debate
I wasn’t dreaming
And would be remiss
If I didn’t acknowledge that it was more of a reminisce….
If it isn’t on camera, it never happened
But this is
I watch as I’m riding the tip
Of his dick!
Going hard, doing kegels
Until we move to the position of spread eagle
Making sure I throw it back once in a while
Watch me work!!!
Lubrication so it doesn’t hurt
As he slides inside
I’m a wild girl taking him on a wild ride!!
I’m watching myself watch myself
Looking the mirror while holding a shelf
Because he has me pinned up
Against the wall with my limbs up
And I’m about to nut
So I clutch
Then, on his neck, I bite
Just to release some of the tension
He’s about to make me come! Did Imention?
But I’m still watching me go ham
He’s my man
I wouldn’t do any other way
Tape’s almost over and I hear him say,
“I’m about to come!”
Then I make him change his thoughts
And was as he fought
Then throw me on the bed
And I’m running!
He puts his face in his favorite dish
My face lights up with glee
Because he was making me feel good
Giving great head after giving great wood
Makes me think I should
Return the favor
Of his head, I’m a craver
But I do like his flavor
I do we should savor
So I make moves so that we can give head together
I enjoy his and he enjoys mine
Head so good it’s mythical
What happens next
Then the tape stopped….
Good thing because I was getting hot…
You only live once
Yeah, that’s your excuse
For finally having a life that’s profuse
And you didn’t figure it out until you heard a song
That having fun makes life more abundant all along
So enjoy life whether with friends or solo
Don’t live life all stuck up
Acting like you can’t be touched
When you’re actually in reach
Any tough skin can definitely be breached
Lighten the load
Get out of that robotic mode
Live life to the fullest
Instead of walking around being the dullest
So have fun in life pronto!
Forgive yourself and have more fun before it’s too late
Don’t sit around watching life pass you by
Sometimes you have to live life on the fly!
Doing things that are miscellaneous
Vacation to a place you’ve never been
Going to the casino, hoping to win!
But don’t use it as an excuse to be reckless
Not using condoms when you’re sexing
Risking disease and unwanted kids
Living that way is bad for biz
Buying things you can’t afford
Hoping that you won’t be ignored
By regular people
Doing things to appear above equal
When in all actuality we’re all the same
We’ve just been called different names
Accept you for YOU!
And make sure that you do YOU!
All while staying true
Get messy, make mistakes, but have fun
YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE!!!
Don’t friendzone me yo
I’m serious b
I’m throwing hints subliminally
Trying to get you to move first
It’s the only way I can quench my thirst
Keep feeling like you’d rather stay away
And I keep getting a feeling of dismay
Because I’m not trying to be in the friend zone
I’ve been making an effort
Even call you on the phone
To no avail
Yet I’m still hoping to prevail
Hoping you pay attention to detail
And do some lurking in public
Try to rise above it
It being the friend zone
Don’t make me raise my tone
DON’T FRIEND ZONE YO
I’M SERIOUS B!
But I won’t really yell
‘cause that’s not in my nature
I’m just trying to date ya
If you’re with it that’s cool
But if you’re not that’s cool too
I just hope you keep it real
I just wanted to tell you how I feel
Make sure I can drill
This thought into your head
Don’t friendzone me yo!
I’m serious b!
Because I don’t want to be in the friendzone
You’re the dog and I’m the bone
Just waiting for you to bite
Whenever you do show interest
I feel like you’re Mr. Right
So I’m keeping hopes high
And I swallowing my pride
Doing things I wouldn’t normally do
Just to show my interest in you
But you seem like you aren’t taking them personal
But I’m for real tho
Don’t friendzone me yo
I’m serious b!
As the world turns
No daytime story
It’s real life and details are gory
You got babies being killed
By men that consider themselves real
The culprit never gets caught
Because of street code that was taught
No snitching if you want to live
So no names are there to give
to get the killer off the streets
and the whole neighborhood knows
But the fear shows
Fearing for their life
So people are letting the trife
Nobody really to carry on
The legacies of Malcolm X and Martin Luther King
That’s why the guns continue to ring
The shooting down of black men
By other black men.
When will it end??
It won’t as long as people don’t change their mindsets
Thinking petty street hustling is as good as it gets
Too popular in our society
Get pass the generational curse
Stop settling for seeing your brothers in a hearse
At an earlier age than should be
Parents keep your kids out these streets
Make sure they aren’t trying to be “bout that life”
It will keep them from adding to the plight
Of our people
And feeling like all races aren’t equal
and prevent there being continuous sequels
to the horror stories on the news
and bringing about more blues
crying, sitting around wondering “what happened?”
Goes back to teaching in homes
Being there for kids instead of letting them roam
with no life teaching
Make sure that your kids learn
There’s money to be earned
No need for guns to be burned
The streets could have you dead in an urn
As the world turns
She thinks like a man
let me tell you how this thinking began
It started from…..
A woman scorned…
Whether it was from her father, brother,
Or a past lover.
She thinks this way because of past hurt.
Now she lives life trying to hide past dirt…
Like a man!
Not caring who she’s beating
Out of their cash.
Besides, they only want the ass.
Or so she thinks.
Because she’s thinking like a man.
Not really knowing she has no idea
How a man thinks
Or what he really wants
Sometimes it’s more than the body you flaunt
Sometimes they want your mind
And not only your behind
They want to help you learn more
But instead she thinks that he only wants to score.
Sometimes they want your heart
To give you love without a thought
You know, unconditionally
But because her father was nonexistent
Her past lover was inconsistent
She is persistent
About thinking like a man.
If only she could see
That a man is something she could never be
Or think like
So she needs to get her act right
And think like a Queen
Sort of like Elizabeth
Then she’ll have less issues to deal with
And she’ll open her heart to be loved
And recognize when a man’s sent from above
One to reassure her when insecure is how she feels
Ladies, forgive past deception
Get rid of the misconception
That all men are the same
The only thing you get from that is a bad name
From moving like a man does
Instead of how a lady should.
When you think like a man,
They consider you a whore.
You’ll never find just one to adore.
Stop over looking the good for the bad.
The first way to do that is
GET OVER YOUR PAST!
Think like a woman…..
Me and Mr. Wrong used to always get along
Until I realized that he only wanted to see me in that thong
When I was doing him right in bed,
he was readily breaking bread.
But if I’d call him to tell him about my bad day
It was “I’m busy. I’ll call you back “Bay”.
It came to me like an epiphany.
Mr. Wrong wasn’t really concerned with me
He’d leave me feeling so hopeless and desolate
Because in all actuality, it wasn’t about me that he was passionate.
I was just Ms. Right Now
And this relationship would only go as far as he’d allow
He wasn’t trying to develop real feelings
And hardly anyone knew that we had any dealings
So I decided to put a stop to all the free sex
And sooner rather than later I got the X
X didn’t mark the spot of the buried treasure
But it marked the end of great pleasure
I knew it would be coming,
Because Mr. Wrong had another woman
So as soon as I decided that, from the plan, I wanted to deviate
Mr. Wrong choose to alleviate