Chocolate Rapper
Yo, aight, ya’ll hear what I’m sayin’?
HERSHE-E-E-EYS I-S-S-S D-AAAA BOMB!
Ok, so git it straight
You goin’ on a date?
I don’t mean, floosies, clubbin’
beers, an’ rubbin’, straight out, man,
Date with a girl you like, com’mon fellas:
Brothas, them sistas don’t want no poser,
Don’t wanna drive a friggin’ lexus, or a dozen roses
One thing is all they want, one thing and that is:
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
LEMME HEA’ YA SAY IT. I SAY
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
Cha-cha-cha-cha- Chocolate
You might be covering in bling
Diamond gold rings
She ain’t care
She too busy eatin’ to hear
And if you don’t treat her, man fix your ears
Girls ain’t want no bling or clothes
Which make them look like friggin’ hos: they want
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
LEMME HEA’ YA SAY IT. I SAY
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
Cha-cha-cha-cha- Chocolate
AHH SUGAR RUSH!
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
LEMME HEA’ YA SAY IT. I SAY
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
CHOCOLATE (Chocolate)
Cha-cha-cha-cha- Chocolate
I just thought it up, I don't care...
First damn thing in a month, enjoy, it's not here to be serious, though I am.
Now laugh. Or die!
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