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U-God, Sonny Cheeba Caught in Online Love Serenade

U-God, Sonny Cheeba Caught in Online Love SerenadeOne of our Gossiping Bitches has intercepted a Valentine’s Day AOL instant message love ballad between Camp Lo’s Sonny Cheeba and Wu Tang Clan’s U-God.

It’s erotic. It’s poetic. Brace yourselves, and break out the Applesauce.

Sonny Cheeba:
Bubbalicious chocolate star
with the goodie brown
ivory back scratcher
me and you on a trip to Morocco

U-God:
Ginger cookies, marshmallows,
chocolate chips
pour honey from your feet
up to your rounded hips

Sonny Cheeba:
Call me Africana
the one with exquisite places and times
lay down on the low
with grapes and divine

U-God:
Vanilla
scented
I love you
and I meant it

Sonny Cheeba:
Number one soul brother
cashmere, terrycloth
streaming robes of silk
and big loads of jambalaya

U-God:
Pour the cherry flavored oils
suck on your big toes
what does all this mean?
only Sonny Cheeba knows

Sonny Cheeba:
With the silver dollar
lodged in between the ass crack
slippery when wet
unexplainable Bob Ross portrait

U-God:
Meanwhile courtside
I reminisce
set adrift with P.M. Dawn
memory bliss

Sonny Cheeba:
In my back pocket
with the girl they call Sophia
had to wonder if
they would remove the golden pedal

U-God:
A sweet kiss all day
with rose pedals
eat you til you scream and holler
Amaretto

Sonny Cheeba:
Diamonds and ice
14 carat cuff links
with the silver house slippers
and a bear skin rug

U-God:
Homo Erectus
sugar water serum
almonds and toffee
Pythagorean Theorem

Sonny Cheeba:
A pound of caviar
Rolls Royce, Popeyes’ biscuits
and a record deal
so I’m bound to go far

U-God:
Puppy dogs and spices
all things nice
Tubbs and Crockett
Miami Vice

Sonny Cheeba:
Drink the bubbly slowly
so I can stay iced down
never pack the Haagen Daaz
in my front glove box

U-God:
The most lovely
you stand above me
when we’re married
I hope you still love me

Sonny Cheeba:
Eat the black popsicle
lounge on a leather chair
under red lights
why am I so nonsensical?

U-God:
Confessions from the man
that punched holes in your belly
chilling on a Persian rug with guava jelly

U-God:
Shit, I have to go, RZA just came in the room.

U-God signed off at 7:19:15 PM

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