Love Poetry

Can you hear me? yeah wassup

How's that sound? here's the track

There it is...

ahhhhhh yeah hey fellas (wassup)

set it off with a little slow jam (right on the extra smooth cassanova)

check this out...

Girl if you were a newspaper (ahhhhhhh)

Then I would be your ink (that sounds nice)

If you were a piece of doo doo

Then I would be your stink

We go together like Abbott and Costello

Bill Cosby and Jello (j-e-l-l-o)

If you were a face, and love was a fight

Then I would rearrange you, oh yes I just might

Baby you look luscious, let me lick you like a dum dum

Just let me get to know you, and show you where I come from

I'm rugged like Diesel, pocket like a weasel

I would be acrylics, and you would be my easel

I'm a remote control and you're my favorite channel

I wanna dig you like a mole and hump you like a camel

And then commence to suckin out all your tooth enamel...

Mr Love baby (get the novacaine ready)

Tell em what you got to say (yo check it, I like this part coming up)

ahhhh yeah.....

Baby, I am Joe Blow, the loverman

You should be payin me....

True, where's my money ho...

It's the pimp daddy of them all, check it