The way she walks and cause a fuss
Tell me who's as cool as us
And the answer was Look, I'm back like a bus
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
That icy look, I still love to marry her
To happily, just the two of us
See my desire for the lust, messed up what was love
Now, Momma told me to be careful who I love
They're getting deals with their weak buzz
And I ain't never plan to be famous
My Mama always told me I'll do great
I'll be fine living in any state
So you can see why they're mad
They're jealous of us
Because we're so rad
I love to make love to my girl so bad
She's the girlfriend I've ever had
I love to marry her
To be happy as I can be
To be married, her and me
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Author:
Drew Lewis (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 23rd, 2026 08:42
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a rap song I came up with a few days ago. I don't have a girlfriend, sadly. But I do sometimes fantasize about what it would be like to be in love with a wonderful woman.
- Category: Love
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