I smell it.

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Shes that distinct scent in the saturated air of beauty,
She stands tall like sky scraper built for movies,
I mean, clearly, shes dope like I bagged some coke
But legality isn't on the mind with these words I spoke,
You see shes not the dangerous type that give u the flesh then take flight,
Who so easily fill your temptations but won't pay you no mind,
And leave a brotha feinin' like he smoked a pipe,
Shes more like the type 
Where Her eyes, smile, hair, intellect, and vibe,
Intelligence, style, chest, and thighs,
All got a nigga feelin' weak inside,
Like a mack truck smackin' u the first time u drive,
And a plane in turbulance the first time u fly,
The first look is the cast, and her mind is the hook,
Leaves the flesh for last and then she open like a book,
Girls of that caliber resolve to anotha level
Keep a brotha shinin', like a 3 carat bezel!
Dig it, believe it, admit it, and live it,
Time will be accounted for and no haste will be commited,
Cuz' people be dippin' at the first sign of commitment,
And I say this with experience cuz' some girls MUST be trippin',
Wastin' a nigga's time when ain't no promise for tomorrow
Borrow my heart then pin it back on my door,
I'm true bout what I say I have no time for spores.
So now imma stay runnin' before I hit the floor.

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