I Ain’t I ain’t got no Jag I ain’t got no Gucci bag No Fendi Prada Red bottoms Pizzazz and all that jazz No I ain’t got none of that I ain’t even got me a nice hat My hair ain’t laid I ain’t got nobody to do my braids I ain’t got no maid Sun shinin’ I ain’t got no shades Nope Not even a tall glass a lemonade I ain’t got no job So I ain’t gonna get paid It ain’t funny But I ain’t got no money I ain’t got no man So I ain’t gonna get played Isn’t it a pity I been told I ain’t that pretty So I ain’t gonna be no Cover Girl I ain’t got no fancy dress So I ain’t got no reason to twirl I ain’t got a lot for things this world can bring No rubies No diamond rings But I ain’t blind So I got my sight I ain’t homeless So I ain’t sleepin’ on the streets at night I ain’t naked So I got some clothes to wear I ain’t sittin’ on the floor So I got me a chair I ain’t beggin’ for bread God is keepin’ me fed There’s a lot of things I ain’t got But I’m content ’cause a lot of things I’m not An excerpt from Unprecedented Melodious Words of Ajee Da Poet Vol. 2 © 2014 Shelley Fowler
Posted on: Tue, 15 Jul 2014 14:03:19 +0000
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