Doe Memba the Playa,
was pimpin' his ride,
And it was looking like Bling,
Out - and inside,
Friday night , on the Sunset and Vine,
The hynas would be there , and they'd be looking to fine,
Rings on their fingers, and rings on their belly,
He'd find the true Love,
If his boots wern't so smelly,
Can't really say,.. how this poem does end,
If the Playa' is smooth,..... it's gonna depend,
and yes this poem sucks, it's still just no use,
I try not to sound so much ,just like Doctor Suess,
DoMemba might bust me now with a big F'...n Rock,
But even so man,.... I just had to talk,
Guess I'm just sittin here with nothin to do,
That's the moral to the story, its sad but its true.
was pimpin' his ride,
And it was looking like Bling,
Out - and inside,
Friday night , on the Sunset and Vine,
The hynas would be there , and they'd be looking to fine,
Rings on their fingers, and rings on their belly,
He'd find the true Love,
If his boots wern't so smelly,
Can't really say,.. how this poem does end,
If the Playa' is smooth,..... it's gonna depend,
and yes this poem sucks, it's still just no use,
I try not to sound so much ,just like Doctor Suess,
DoMemba might bust me now with a big F'...n Rock,
But even so man,.... I just had to talk,
Guess I'm just sittin here with nothin to do,
That's the moral to the story, its sad but its true.
