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Erotic Poetry

Esham

Erotic Poetry

mean no disrespect, 
But the name Esham you'll never forget. 
So all you hoes gather 'round, while I break it down, 
Esham's in the house, and I'm

way bigger than groupies
Girl, just listen
You can cuff me, I don’t mind
I promise you, I will stop acting foolish
Take my word and run with it
Here’s

wanna bath (Wind her up 'cause I don't wanna bath)
And we run around the house with a laugh
No matter what I say, she gets her way
I think my mum is

wanna bath (Wind her up 'cause I don't wanna bath)
And we run around the house with a laugh
No matter what I say, she gets her way
I think my mum is

pushed him on the floor

Days like this go by
They always are the same
Nobody is to blame
And I can feel the shame
Ooh, nah, nah, nah
I did bad

the cost
Oh my..
Those crazy things we do for love

You run out on the highway
To get hit by her red jeep
Making sure you'll get
A better chance to meet

Sex, Ima Expert
You Gon Love A Nigga Bet By Tha Next Verse
Raw, Set, Thaz Right (Thaz Right)
Lets Ride (Lets Ride)Cruz Slow
Thaz How Stretched Out In Tha

thank god daily when i look into your eyes and from heaven is an angel when your right by my side
True feelings might run but they never could hide

We who run
from the presence of the sun
By the voided bitter gleam
chasing darkness like a dream
All with weary tasks fordone
'scape the serpents

"Angels"
Did it ever cross your mind
to leave the world behind
take a walk with friends
no longer alive

When the days they pass you by
like

and get ready for the boom
Yxng Bane in that pussy, gonna give you that room
Sweep you off your feet, though it's longer than a broom
If you run around

tappin my hand on my chest. 
My walkman stands by ready to press play, 
Sure I listen to the old and to the new stuff today. 
Just lay back and be calm

and lies
But however against the weather
You gon always be mine
And I'ma stretch my time we gon make thangs rite
No mo layin between tha sheets by yo self

spent twenty on my exhaust
He tried to run them plays on me
He got picked off
Interception, T hold my drink 'cause
I ain't finished flexin'
I just bought

only be dealt with right here and now

Tell me how

I don't think you're ready
A mission
To kill someone's son
A foe who won't run
Unlike anyone

I'm in my bag, I win by miles 
Yeah, that big lad knows, it's been my house
It's been five hours 
I'm in the spot, it's filled with clowns
Yeah, I'm

fresh straight from a farm
Heavy metal strapped to my palm
Beenie Man in the zim zimmer
Stretch out my hand molesting this trigger
KK got whacked by Jsav

breaker
Fly across the country, catch boxes
Get money girls know my name well
The one that you'll never figure out
Waitin' out by my house tryna curse me

world out big shit
I'm hitting every house like
I'm a Girl Scout
I don't trust a soul homie
I'm throwing this referral out
Jail monster, dumbbells,

Usher enters the sexual marketplace
(Looking? Into? Hung?)
I'm gonna get all the dicks
I will sell this house today
(Looking? Into? Hung?)
No

Whether jewels and cars or broke by the bars
Y'all keep hatin, hatin, hatin
I love when you hate
When you hate you hate on me for
My grind,

put the wordout
hop in the spur and merk out bird man headed to my bird house
or my bird nest fresh 12 pack I sell packs to the dboys that sell

Kota, it get slimy
In that bottom by that blue house
Is where you find me it get grimy
This what they screamin'

Everybody screamin' slatt
But don't wanna

Jeaux Music (SEScC) / Curb Dayspring Music (BMI) cdmin by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp.

I spent 3 days crying tears on my momma's couch 
I ordered