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 dick
 Say Wise Intelligent  you're unlike most other men
 A lot of brothers been filling me up with compliments
 So where your body's been
 That's all we need to know love
 Can turn this raven to a dove
 Or are you just gon' try to rise above
 Her kiss bionic, stimulating like a roots tonic
 Let's be platonic sister I ain't even hearing it
 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 wants my agony penetrating sexually
 You won't commit but you persist with this sex shit
 I won't submit cause I'm Allah and God is dominant
 The 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 rock me well?
 Her wet body and punanny drip the sweetest smell
 Ain't hard to tell she was the bomb like Nas and Akinyele
 Skin black, poom fat, sexy as hell.

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 I can't hate you, though I have tried
 Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh
 I still really really love you
 Love is stronger than pride

 Africa, ain't quite over her
 Scoping her, my style with Ethiopia
 Direct descendant from the Queen of Sheba, Makeba
 And King Solomon, Fela'sha in origin
 The sweetest lips that my tongue ever taste
 Cute face the softest thing my arms ever embraced
 Displaced for centuries form 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 leaves
 She told the tales of the perfect love and I was it
 I tell the tales of how I fell for Miss Bangladesh
 Pure finsesse, the moon reflected silhouette
 As I caress the nipples of her naked breast
 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 wouldn't let me trap her
 I felt like I was being selfish to perceiver the thought
 And having sharks crowning me the thief of hearts
 This sister had the kind of beauty Wise Intelligent
 Thinks every brother on the planet should experience

 Chorus
 I can't hate you baby, though I have tried
 Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhh
 I still really really love you
 Love is stronger than pride

 I stopped off to reminsce, it's a natural bliss
 But yo, I fully miss her, sort of like this other sister
 Me and her walked the sands of India
 Me and India, took showers and plenty of
 Baths together, made love in the rainy weather
 Yet even better, I shared many orgasms with her
 She took me home, disconnected the phone
 Played the jazz of Billie Holiday and Nina Simone
 She said a man is not a man if he's no worker man
 Some old Patra shit, but I admit I was loving it
 She said I did it for the love of the shit
 So get it up hold it down like a son of bitch boy
 It brings me joy making me make noise
 But don't you know my roommate's trying to sleep next door
 I said sure, let's swing up out of this piece
 We swung the next episode, back seat of my jeep
 Peep how we did creep, iller sex no sleep
 She blamed it on me because she ain't no freak
 Sing joy to the world the lord is come, let Earth receive her king
 But how you mean, crack a tin 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 mooon of May
 And Miss Bombay India still ain't over me.

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