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letra de she - london bridgez

[london bridgez]

ladies and gentleman
beautiful people of all rainbow tribes & life stages
this is for the girl on the playground
who fits into no sand or water box
so she sits backwards on the swing and
sings to her own beat box
us quirky girls we kicks rocks

her just a nerd girl who geekily studied science & liberal arts
at night she reads octavia butler under covers & horoscope charts
she is an -ss-ssin a nikita s-xy poet diva
before it was festiva, she sipped pomegranate margaritas
oh she still bumps salt n pepper queen latifah
she is a head bobber two stepper finger tapper
she prefers platanos black beans with a side of red snapper
she is… she is… she is…

she is the jam star supa-sheress nappy headed baby g*nius
she is your big sister almighty/dj spinning all night/ thee/ slam poet word line fighting
mother earth rain thunder lightning p0w !

she is an ugly duck who is pretty as f-ck
making s-x lot doesn’t make her a sl-t
she isn’t a nympho because she uses d-ld-s
she likes that ‘good good’ when she can can

busy 7 days of the week
most of which she has to eat pray and sleep

she is the feminist the lesbian the dancer the thespian
the teacher the preacher best friend secret keeper
she is your alpha your delta
your soror line sister
you wish she lived closer
she’s your front & you miss you her
she is your mommy your auntie your prayer vigilante
she is the vegetarian who likes the smell of bbq

she has her own thoughts & point of view
her ipod has nneka , temptations & blink 182

she is the wisdom you need before and after the storm is over
she pays homage to ancestors kujichagulia ujima
she pops and locs to sweet honey & the rock

she is your dream catcher your lucky clover
she built the bridge you are crossing over
she is icy hot m-ssaging your shoulders
she will die young because she was born older
front line activist
seamstress of urban vintage
surgeon repairing st-tches
she wears a hard hat digging ditches

and when i get married you can call me mrs. london bridgez
see this is for the girls labeled trouble for being themselves
who refuse to sit on shelves and wait for the world
to give us permission to come out and play
this is for me this is for you our fuerza our strength and our truth

she gives birth to a grin
like a harlot working
like a mother with twins
she hold secrets within
summer fruit has thin skin
her soul born in the winter
blizzards made her thicker richer fl!cker swifter
she’s booms like a tempest
gravity can’t resist

she is moving so fast if you blink you might miss her
she tastes like a milkshake made with hard liquor
i told you before and i’ll tell you again
don’t underestimate the power of a woman

- london bridgez

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