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Poem by Veneé

L$D (Liquor, $ex, Drugs)

Men love LSD

A couple bottles and some blunts a day

Will keep the stress away

Quick hit of pussy

And i’m straight.

Momma told me

These hoes ain’t shit

And these niggas ain’t either.

Pops told me

“Hit that pussy right

And you still won’t keep her

Just hit the next one

It ain’t like you need her

Let her take a sip

Watch how she trip

Let her hit the blunt

I bet she let you hit

And if she don’t

Well, then,

She ain’t shit”

I can fuck who I want

All it is is pussy

All these bitches got it

They ain’t no different

All of em the same

I can hit who ever !

But her

Oh never

Trifling whore !

How dare you betray me

Giving my pussy away

And I thought you was different.

Women love LSD

A couple bottles and some blunts a day

Will keep the stress away

Have this nigga get me this bottle

Cuz that’s the only way this nigga gon’ hit it

My momma told me

If he ain’t spending money

Then we ain’t wit’ it

Fuck is you wasting my time for?

There’s the door.

Don’t need you and ain’t need no man before

But he can slut me out tho

I’ll be his personal whore

“Do that thing with the spit that you did before”

But let me roll up first

And don’t tell me you forgot my bottle

Quick to buy you something but

Never get me nothing

What about me?

Shoulda known all along you ain’t care about WE

Just your money and your man’s

But I forgot you just like me

Cuz I love going out with my bitches

To pop this pussy for a nigga who can’t hit it

Can’t let go of that LSD

oouuu that liquor sex and drugs

Like the comfort of grandmama hugs

How we miss them

So instead we replace with the chase

Of a thrill to feel, fill the void

Unable to pinpoint how we got to this place

Is it because of MySpace or maybe ooVoo

Or maybe it’s cuz of your momma

On the sidelines watching how she move

But Daddy taught you better than that

“Can’t be out here acting like no hoodrat”

So he say next to his new girlfriend Candy

Well ain’t that fine and Dandy

And you expect me to believe that?

Now he won’t text me back and I’m hollering

WHERE THE WEED AT

AYOOOO PASS THE BOTTLE

damn lil daddy you trynna be a father

Bring ya cute ass over here looking like a model

But she really a three

She really for the streets

He really just a player and don’t really got no paper

But fuck it more LSD for meeee

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