I'm closely related to the alabaster whore
Like Rapunzel, my hair flows form its temple to the Kingdom floor
A once tangled mess
Rated G (Godly), for forgiveness
Of mine and yours
And scores of other sin sick sinners, too the core
Now, I whip my hair back and forth, over the feet of the Lord
Jesus said, I would be eternally, remembered way before, the pharisees
So ladies whip it please..REAL hard!
To the left, right or center part
For God sake, let no counterpart
Pick your lock apart, from its luggage
If ya got Samsonite baggage
Delilah will leave ya, blinded and taken advantage, of
That's what whip lash does
But if your willow, bows low, to the Tree, of Life
Your weave would be a real tight, single
Mingled, with your precious fragrance and tears
Regardless of the years
You'd whip it with no fear
I whip my hair back and forth,
Mommy Dearest
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