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letra de love the highfalutin way - ras shorty i

a trinidadian came back from england
giving people the impression he is an englishman
rappin to a woman lookin real sw-nky
this time if your hear the man’s refine vocabulary
but the girl in question — a real down to earth woman
when she like a man, it’s a straight case of bamti-bam
but this stupid boy in england so long he forget discourse
if you hear the language he usin to beg what he begin’ for:
he said, “honey, this time is i sleepy sleepy. oh! i’m infinitely moved by your anatomy and your physiotomy;
your pelvic rotations sends my inhibtions into a sea of ecstatic emotions and i feel vibrations of inevitable cohabitation!”
all this high class hullabaloo to say: dudu, is you i feelin to do

this trinidadian, no way could i understand
only two years up in england and he forget trinidadian slang
they say when you in rome, you must do as the romans do
but when you come back home leave all dem d-mn fool tings behind you
if he had just come out plain and tell di girl what he want to do
instead of trying to confuffle she brain, easy so the fella get thru
but he so want to impress her with his high class terminology
from the book of webster the fellow gone again emphatically:
he says, “darling! this time i blinky blinky!
oh you’re so exciting, totally inviting, deliciously consuming;
my extra-sensory perception leads me in one direction to a superlatively forcefull’ in your direction
and i feel compulsion of our genital satisfaction!”
only blowing the poor girl mind to tel she he number is 69

the gyal smoke that night, she head feelin right
she high like a kite, she tight and ready any time to fight
the baby eye red, lord!!! tampi in she head!
i know she real dread and if she hold on to di cat, he dead!
but the felah like he mad, zessing like sokalahar
tellin her high-falutinly, heh, how he want she bad
making her promises too wild to believe
down on his knees he kissing her hands and makin his pleas
he say, “princes!! ahh! serene(syrian) princess, you are a ruby’s enchantment, a diamond translucent, a pearl from the orient
your transcendent flow dynamically glow from your pulsating meandering effervescing billow
stimulatingly motivates the nucleus of my masculine ego.”
girls all you think it soft? when a man full of brawn and want to go off

- ras shorty i

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