Love Poetry

Can you hear me? yeah wassup How's that sound? here's the track There it is... Ahhhhhh yeah hey fellas (wassup) Set it off with a little slow jam (right on the extra smooth cassanova) Check this out... Girl if you were a newspaper (ahhhhhhh) Then i would be your ink (that sounds nice) If you were a piece of doo doo Then i would be your stink We go together like abbott and costello Bill cosby and jello (j-e-l-l-o) If you were a face, and love was a fight Then i would rearrange you, oh yes i just might Baby you look luscious, let me lick you like a dum dum Just let me get to know you, and show you where i come from I'm rugged like diesel, pocket like a weasel I would be acrylics, and you would be my easel I'm a remote control and you're my favorite channel I wanna dig you like a mole and hump you like a camel And then commence to suckin out all your tooth enamel... Mr love baby (get the novacaine ready) Tell em what you got to say (yo check it, i like this part coming up) Ahhhh yeah... Baby, i am joe blow, the loverman You should be payin me... True, where's my money ho... It's the pimp daddy of them all, check it