knowing your worth

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  • mrspoo
  • getting ready for the saints to woop the colts

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just felt like writing

knowing your worth

as you walk down the street in clothes that has a snug fit that shows every god given curve you got

ass hangin out like thats the thing to do

turning every head that sees you

hey ma is what he says

lookin all sexy while the life you livin got yo self esteem lower than the dirt beneath yo feet

selling yo body for a little fee

yea mama said " use what you got to get what you want"

but baby girl dont front you know your worth is way beyond whats before your eyes

treat yourself like the queen you that you are

an tell that no self-esteem no respect lazy ass so called hustla to hustle his ass down the block

hold in whats that thing called when you leave your house at 8 an dont come home til 5

O yea a J O B

because your worth is way beyond the price of gold or a fancy diamond ring

shit even way more than the money in the bank

so next time when you leave your house an walk down the street in your short skirt an shirt that hugs your body just right an that man sees you an ask hey lil mama how much

look at him an say i know my worth an i am proud to say  this cant no amount in the whole world be put on this.

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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