Things Men Do

Maybe
I could be your boyfriend
And you could be my girlfriend
You could cook my meals
In high heels and
Short skirts
I could come in
And hit it from the back
Or on the floor raw
Maybe I could come in late
Smelling like Irish Spring
When I know you only buy
Mango cocoa butter soap
And I could tell you
I was out playing ball
With my cousin and them
And left my phone in the car
Took a shower at his house
Cause I ain’t wanna come home
All funky and nasty
Or maybe I could
Just curse you out and
Slap you around
If you try to question my intentions
Maybe I could tell you
The baby ain’t mine or
Even that I’m not ready
To be a father yet
Or maybe I could just leave
And not tell you anything at all
Maybe I could say
Your breasts are too small
Or you’re starting to get fat
Maybe I could accuse you
Of running the streets
With your no good girlfriends
Or maybe I think your gay

Maybe I could be your boyfriend
Maybe you could be my girlfriend

I could show up when I feel like it
And make love to every part of you
Drink from you
Look deep in your eyes
And tell you I love you
As I penetrate your walls
With slow rhythmic thrusts
Until you cry out for more
Maybe I could never be there
When you wake up
Or when you call
Never take you out
Not introduce you to my friends
Not be there when you need me
But always show up
When you’re just about fed up
To make you fall in love
All over again
Not even tell you I have a cell phone
Until you hear it ring one night
But baby
You’re the only girl I want

Maybe I could be your boyfriend
Maybe you could be my girlfriend

I could call you
Everyday
Twice a day
Take you everywhere with me
And my cousin
And my little brother
And my best friend
We could go to my moma’s house
Every other day
You could
Help me baby-sit my nephews
You could
Watch me play ball with my boys
You could hang out with
Their girlfriends
While we do manly things
Like go to the strip club
And once in a while
I’ll even take you to dinner
At the diner
We could double date
And one day
I’d ask you politely
If you ever thought of
Having a threesome

Yeah I could be your boyfriend
You wanna be my girlfriend
Cause I must confess
Your body is banging baby
I love the way you walk
And you mad cute in the face
I like spending time with you too
Cause you mad cool
Yo, turn around again
Let me see that...
Damn girl, you got a fatty
I’m saying though
Can I take you out sometime
Get to know you better
Maybe grab a bite to eat or something
I mean I ain’t no rich nigga
But I can treat you right
You deserve to be treated right
Cause you like a princess
Our kids would be mad pretty
What’s your name again sweetheart?
That’s right
That’s real pretty Ma
What does it mean?
Me, you can call me ______ ...

Yeah I could be your boyfriend

by Empress Nzingha

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