I think I know how to Treat women! the book! |
"Man why the fuck you always trippin?" I said as I took a deep breath. Heaven screamed "Nall fuck that I aint trippin whose the B-I-T-C-H, Antwan?" She spell the word as if I ...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 13:11:00 GMT |
another Bunk creation poetry entitled" Mommas Boy" |
i'm a momma's boy,momma always said that by the time 18 i'll end up dead, aggrevation to my nerves, but motivation to get my black ass out of bed, it was either die in the streets or somewhere locked ...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 10:32:00 GMT |
My Poetry entitled " My Bitch" |
MY Bitch who is she? She's that bitch with them nice breast, them thick thighs, and a small waste line, about as small as her shoe size, she got them real hazel eyes, and a smile that will hypnotize, ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 16:11:00 GMT |
Girl stop you aint pregnant |
i just cant stand a chick who uses a baby to try and threaten a man especially a man who actually wants to do for his. If it aint you dont wanna be with me so you cant see your son its oh im...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 02:03:00 GMT |
