I met the strangest chick imported from Bangladesh
So what's your angle, miss?
Weak, wicked, and dangerous
She spoke the languages
English and Arabic
Told me very quick
She won't be sucking any dicks
Say, why is intelligent?
You're unlike most other men
A lot of brothers been
Filling me up with compliments
But where your body's been?
That's all we need to know, love
Can turn this rave into a double
When you just don't try to rise above
Her kiss bionic
Stimulating like a ruse tonic
Let's be plutonic, sister
I ain't even hearing that
You got me fearing that
Love's among the actual facts
I gots to come correct
All wise, right, and exact
I want you mentally
And physically reflecting me
You want my agony
Penetrating sexually
You won't commit
But you persist with this sex shit
I won't submit
Cause I'm a law
And God is dominant
This sex is good
But I don't need another lover, sis
I'm on this trip
In pursuit of Miss Intelligent
Not my type
But I felt like I could change a bit
Strange
I had this thing for Miss Bangladesh
Was it the way she used to feed me fruit
And ride me well?
Her wet body and Pulani drip
The sweetest smell
Ain't hard to tell
She was the bomb
Like Nas and Mike and Elle
Skin black
Poon fat
Sex to your show
I can't hate you
Though I have tried
I still really, really love you
Love is stronger
Than rhyme
Africa
Ain't quite over her
Scoping her
My sour Ethiopia
Direct descended from the Queen of Sheba
Makeba
And King Solomon
Falasha
And Norwegian
The sweetest lips that my tongue ever tastes
Cute face
The softest thing my arms ever embraced
Displaced for centuries
From the rest of her race
Erased from history
See we had that much in common
We used to kick it on the dock
By the Red Sea
Or on the Nile
In a boat made of papyrus leaf
She'd tell the tales
Of the perfect love
And I would sit
I'd tell the tales
Of how I fell for Miss Bangladesh
Pure finesse
The moon reflected still a wet
As I caress
The nipples of her naked breasts
Chest to chest
One
Flesh of my flesh
Bone of my bone
Africa
Had it going on
She spoke Shalom
Peace
In Hebrew style
Her voice melodic and exotic
Like the Virgin Isles
No Madagascar
Or how I was tempted to ask her
To be my wife
But my conscience would never let me trap her
I felt like I was being selfish
To perceive the thought
In having sharks
Crowning me the thief of hearts
The sister had the kind of beauty
Wise and intelligent
Thinks every brother on this planet
And I can't hate you baby
Baby don't stop
Though I have tried
I still really, really love you
But love is stronger
Than wine
Like Scott Lock, to reminisce
It's a natural bliss
But yo, I really miss her
Sort of like this other sister
Me and her
Walk the sands of India
Me and India, took showers and plenty of baths together
Made love in the rainy weather, yeah, even better
I shared many orgasms with her
She took me home, disconnected the phones
Played the Jazz of Billie Holiday and Nina Simone
She said, the man is not a man if he's no worker, man
Some old Patrick shit, but I admit, I was lovin' it
She said, I did it for the love of the shit
So get it up, hold it down, like a son of a bitch, boy
It brings you joy, makin' me make noise
But don't you know my roommate's tryin' to sleep next door?
Sure, put this on, let's get up outta this peep
We swung the next episode backseat of the Jeep, peep
How we did creep, endless sex, no sleep
She blamed it on me because she ain't no freak
Sing, joy to the world, the Lord has come, let her receive a king
But how you mean, crack a ting, relax and I'll explain
She called me names of ancient kings, I called her Queen
I was her first, she called me God, I called her Earth
We just conversed on the first full moon of May
And Miss Bombay, India, still ain't on my head
No, I had tried, I tried, baby
I still really, really love you
Love is stronger than words
Oh, oh, oh
I can't hate you, baby
I can't fake it, baby
I really, really, really, really love you
May your head next to mine
