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Listen up, I got a story to tell about this honey named... Renee? Kim? It might have been Iesha, or maybe Mona Lisa. Let's just say her name was 'Blah Blah Blah'.
I don't want to get too specific, so I won't say whether she was a brown skin lady, a white girl or a fly colored Asian, but she was definitely from around the way. She was my young luv, the love of my life. I mean, I used to love her. She was beautiful, Miss Fat Booty with the pumps n a bump, the kind of girl you just wanna lay around all day in bed with. Me and my girlfriend were like an '03 version of Bonnie and Clyde, and I swore I would ride or die for this chick.
But this ain't a love song, because sooner or later love's gonna getcha and it turned out this girl was poison. I caught her with some dude, she said he was just a friend, but it turned out he was the jumpoff. I should have listened to my crew, they told me to treat her like a prostitute. I couldn't go out like a sucka, so I learned the subtle art of the breakup song and told her I never loved her. And now this pigeon ain't getting nada (from me).
These days I don't even celebrate Valentine's Day because I need love - yeah, I need a girl - but they keep passin' me by. Maybe that's for the best, because girls ain't nothin' but trouble.
(Admittedly, this worked better in theory than in execution, but it seemed more interesting than just listing all of the love-related songs I could think of.)
2/13/2007 07:00:01 PM posted by Fresh