Shawty
I believe June 25, 1975 my guardian angel was born
She lifts me up even though my heart is still scorn
I don't mind exposing her like buttered flavored popcorn
Because she knows personally why I'm torn
When we first met I was Professor Warfield
In her room is where I preferred to chill
Two months, ago we both found out we share a similar skill
Even though she's a female I think she's my Dr. Phil
I picture her still having the baddest walk
These days I'm turned on by the way she talks
She must was raised in the hood
Because her voice sounds oh so good
These days she's clueless as to why I'm Undercover Brotha
I must admit that she is still one tough cookie
For she gives hell to veterans as well as rookies
I prefer to call her Tonja, because she too, is a downass sistah
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I was with you until Tonya... who is tonya lol
Girl...girl...girl...
Me and you both are trying to figure that one out...he told me that it's a character from Under Cover Brother...but yep...he lost me with that last line.
lol
i want to know what u thought it meant
and what u do on the day of impending antiquity
@ all-mi-t
I thought he slid some chick's name he's trying to get at into my poem...not cool. lol I was like...who the hell is Tonya?! This is about Keli! lol
I spent my birthday with family, my mother came into town and we had a family dinner. Then my nieces treated me to coldstone, which is a big deal because these girls are stingy with the dough.
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