Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh…in a four-three count rhythm, both like a marked
finetuned clock sexing and loving it out…But niggah…I say niggah…did I tell you
that no matter how a muh fucka hittin it…shit, yo ass gotstah keep yo playa
card in check! If yah didn’t know yo stankin ass betta ask somebody…else with
yo tired ass! Where was a bitch at…? Bingo!
Bango! Stank negro…I fuckin got
it! But are you ready? I mean really ready? Come on naw yo ass can tell a bitch?! Whah naw?
I can’t hear ya? Right.
Right. I understand. Well shit…I
can make you understand is this now we talkin: …
I was a mistress of such fine, media conditioned moral of codes until, that fine muh
fucka got high. Girl! Shit! Owwww wee.
No in front of you, this ain’t got shit ta do bout no damned playa card.
This shit ‘tween lady to lady, bitch-ta-bitch, woman ta woman…and whatevah the
fuck…when that muh fuckah high?! Oh shit! Let me give you a wee bit! So he sucks that pussy lookin up at a bitch
and shit like, “I’m tearin that muh fuckin shit up I know and I’m just lettin you
know,” and you say to yo tryin ta be a prudish ass, “ Yes you are muh fuckah, bitch done climaxed three times in the past, let
me see here, six minutes! Whatever you want
to do, do muh fuckah, cause a bitch is down!
And did I stress: Down?..." The playa
card is on fuckin notice at this point. For the, piece da resistance, aftah it is all said and done,
he sticks that dick out bitch, and as quiet as it’s kept, the size doesn’t
mattah! Call me crazy! Call me bullshitter! Whatever my sweet bitches! And we sure in the hell will not let the shit
out to such a clumsy, inept and dysfunctionaled gender. But we, women are on a cerebral plane; you, my
fucked male friends, are on a physical level; yet, you white media so-called Christian and ashkenazi mother
fuckers want to stigmatize the female as “less intelligent than our male fellow
human.” Crock of fuckin’ dick cheney
bullshit!... (…to be continue)
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