08-08-2016, 11:16 PM | #1 |
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My King part one
There he go
don't mind that guy that's just my King Since he hold it down Sipping on pimp juice He not going nowhere because I'm his Queen he rolling keep that A game Hundred Looking like LLCOOL J He a knockout Even when I'm making the doe He's on my mind He be by my side My ryda till the end Last edited by Dope girl; 08-09-2016 at 09:11 AM. |
08-09-2016, 04:44 AM | #2 |
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I like how this was a free verse, it didn't need rhymes to be amazing. I like how you used doe as dough like money but it also works as if you're the one out hunting those deer, like you bringing home the bacon AND the venison.
Dope verse, clearly above most of the heads on here. I doubt many will be able to catch all the genius wordplays and second layers of this verse. I love it
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08-09-2016, 09:08 AM | #3 |
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Thanks love
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08-09-2016, 01:47 PM | #4 |
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