Latest quotes | Random quotes | Vote! | Latest comments | Submit quote

I'm too hot to fight

Expensive shirts
Euro tailored trousers
Dollar coated boots
The swagger is my style
Even the street respects me
All eyes move in accordance with my body's motion
Packs of dollars fall out of my pocket
Someone picks it and run
I pretend like nothing happened
Why didn't I struggle to get back my money?
'Cos I'm too hot to fight
I walk into a building
My hairstyle, so many comments
My smile, so many triping
My style, so many calling
I pass a pack of hot girls like I saw no one
One of them goes up to me to slap me for taking no notice
I use my towel to take her fingerprints off my face
Why didn't I react?
'Cos I'm too hot to fight
I might not be treating my girl fine
Or probably because a lot are falling for me
Distracting and troubling the girl
She revenges by pretending to like someone else
I walk pass the guy and her with a cool smile
Why can't I cause any trouble with him?
'Cos I'm too hot to fight
Just too hot...

poem by Report problemRelated quotes
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Share
 
 
This text contains a mistake
This text is duplicate
The author of this text is another person
Another problem

More info, if necessary

Your name

Your e-mail

Search


Recent searches | Top searches