Bad Fat Black Girl - Selling It

I was in some lingerie
When I softly said hey
To this nerdy white dude
That had found me on backpage
He was nervous. I was too
But I took him to the room
Told fake stories bout my life
Like I was Black Judy Blume
I undressed him then caressed him
I was really just finessin
I had hella bills due
And was thinking bout the next one
He was... just lonely
With money the long way
So I said you got a friend in me
And let him feel up on me
Didn't even let him fuck
He tipped hundred fifty bucks
I made him feel so good
That he started poppin up
It was rookie mistakes
Letting him know where I stay
I fumbled my own bag
Because I told him I need space

Coke dick. That what this one nigga give
And he liked his shit bit
And his nipples played with
I ain't judge him even tho I thought that shit was mad weird
Got my money up front and the boundaries was clear
Met my favorite at a party
He went to my alma mater
He started his own company
In sales or maybe software
Divorced. He sent his ex
Monthly alimony checks
He dropped bout 20 bands
In the first year that we met
Wait. Let me say
The reason I stayed safe
Was linking with some other hoes
They taught me all the game
Screening. Using Bitcoin
Tricks for keeping the suspense on
I started knowing what to ask
Whenever I got hit on
I knew where to hide my cash
I could dip out in a flash
I could do a little trick
That would make him cum real fast
Have a homegirl call me
If I couldn't be bothered
Act like it was an emergency
When I was really stalling
Now
Who's next on the list of tricks
The one that thought he was a man but couldn't find the clit
Or the one tried to pay me for a porno flick
Or one that was depressed cuz his wife was sick
Nah
Cushion Nick
He was really loving it
When I was at my biggest cuz he
Liked for me to smother him
Not loving them
I just sold em fantasies
And they paid for my time
Just like they did they lawyer fees
I kept a pep up in they step
So I never feel shamed
I could change a nigga life
Just by moaning out his name
My presence is a gift
But I had to pay my rent
And we all need human touch
So I was selling it

Written by:
Sesali Bowen

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