Assualt with a Deadly Weapon

Assault With A Deadly Weapon

You're searchin' for Love & affection; Constant Protection. . .
Hugs & Caressing the type of love that comes From a Blessing. .

{CONFESSION} this may sound Depressing, but you're reeemedial for Undressing

He swam thru a Thousand Islands
That Trey Pound On Silent
Laid Down Non Violent
But that was an Assault with a Deadly Weapon

You Fiend to be his queen, but you let him in between. . .
It Seems, you wanna say all guys are the same. .
But you fall for the Lies & The Games.
Clapping yourthighs with aggression
Baby girl when will you learn your lesson/
That sex is a Weapon like a Smith & Wesson/
That Latex ain't Safe Sex
Cause Techs'll make you stretch/

Sex is a Deadly Weapon. . .
Kinda like a .357 Pressin' in your Intestines. . .
Testin' with a constant interjection from an AK-47. . .

Ka kakakakakakakakaka

But the Gun Shots sound like bed squeaks. . .
Instead of blood glushing, your body bustin' and your Legs Weak..

All your Problems, you're tryna resolve em'
By Bustin' more magnums than broken condoms. . .
No need to revolve em' you know the outcome. .

Here's the scene; these Queens with no crowns
On their knees gettin' down/ images are tarnished; by their lack of garments/
But Prince Charming ain't divin in your Garden If you ain't cleaned up like Charmin

This is an Assault With A Deadly Weapon
Grab your hammer & start Bustin' In any Direction with Aggression/
Sorry, viewer Discretion is Advised

Cause it's not JUST guys; it's the light eyes and wHat lies behind the thick thighs of the hot ones. . .
That're lusting for the shot gun..

Click. . . Click . . Boom !

These Slugs from These Thugs ain't Love. . .
Stop it Stupid, they put the Glock to Cupid..
Open your legs, awww man why'd you Do It?
The trigger you PULLED IT!!!
Oh Cause he LOOVED YOU. . .
*pause*
Girl, that was the bullets!!

Click Click BOOOM...

You pulled it with ya loose lips
And doofus don't act too slick
It's Ludacris that you're ruthless, she slurped you foolish like she was toothless. . .

Poppin' The Chrome Had You Feelin' Hardly Inferior
Til you realized she takes. . .
Shots To The Dome Like She Had Bacardi Superior

Click click boom

These Shorties are Shooters
The Rugars are named Karma Sutra. .
Might be Hard If You Order Her.
Shootin' like a Golden State Warrior.
Big Framed & These Dudes tote the Thompson
Like Klay Thompson, them Strays Mobbin'

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang


Chasing bodies, is Kamikaze, Everybody can't handle Mami. . .
Obvi-OUSLY, you tried to kick it like Karate or Mr. Myagi. .
She said stop it Papi, y'all got a little beef cause she told everybody
That You got little meat like Teriyaki !

Click . . . Click . . . Boom

Now the Wrist Pounds, This Round she better Get Down. . .
Or he's gonna turn into Chris Brown. .
Gimme That, Yo, Run It. Reaches for the Gun Clip
Otherwise the Young Lips. . .
Don't let your Tongue Flip; cause if the Wrist Pounds This Round
& you don't Get Down . .
You might just hear This Sound.

*Start Walkin'*
The sound of him Walkin' Away
Walkin' Astray, that relationship Outlined in Chaulk Today

Go ahead, Scour the Atlas for a Mistress or Bad Bish with much Practice to put on your Mattress. . .
You gon' get Drained from that Pain. .
When your heart don't match yo' Brain.
Learn the Lesson from the homies Smith & Wesson. . .
I Reckon you won't be so quick to let someone assault you with a Deadly Weapon. .

Click . . . Clack . . . Bang!!!

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Comments

Lizadearest

super cool man! sick rhymes!

Kelbarks6

Thank you much appreciated!

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