hey there bitches, don't look like witches.

sister, what's with the hair of straw? who do you think you are, some Harlem whore?

make it as smooth as your dance floor move. twirl it round in your low cut gown.

you're the boss with the new found gloss. come on home or his eye will roam. he'll stroke that skin that's no longer a sin.

it's writ on your face that was once a disgrace. you've been using anatomicals haven't you baby?

the brand that makes you a high class lady. they never seen anything as hot as you in the hood. so hot honey, all the boys are getting wood.

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