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Taleisha Tretfield couldn't be beat

She would dribble up and down the court,

Hitting serval threes

Opponents would think they could catch up to her

Come again?

Cause' sis wasn't afraid of no player,

Not now, not then

Other players would change their hair,

From a ponytail to a sew in,

But Taleisha will have the same style every game,

Four cornrows partnered with a sly grin.

Girl knew she was good

And didn't care about scratch lips,

Or busted knees

But when the fall formal came around

No one asked the MVP

What did she care about some stupid college dance

Having some guy feelin' up on her

Ha, fat chance!

She thought back to some of her favorite rookies

And a conclusion was met,

Not one of them wore a prissy frilly dress

Sports Bras it is, paired with an oversized tee

My tore up car awaits,

"To the court I shall be!"

When the night came of the fall formal

Taleisha was where she said she would be

Up and down the court until she dropped her ball,

Over it rolled to Malik Dupree.

"How you knew I was here forehead,

Shouldn't you be out with Bree"

Malik looked Taleisha up and down,

And said "I told that girl I had to leave."

Taleisha looked at Malik,

Eyes pressed into the floor.

He caught her eyes,

Bit his lip and started to walk toward her even more.

"Give me back my ball Malik"

But he kept walking her way,

"What do you want?" she asked.

He slid past her and scored a three

"Girl aren't you a point guard,

You know that requires you to see,

Coach had me startin'

And I didn't rush to your games to look at the referee."

Taleisha wiped her face with her shirt

Grabbed her water and looked at Malik

"You always knew I liked you,

Since we were kids playing ball in my backyard,

So why now?

What changed?

How do I know this is for for real?"

Malik grabbed Taleisha's water bottle

And brought her hands toward his chest

"You were always being mean to me,

How could I have ever guessed."

Taleisha was about to open her mouth

But Malik beat her to the punch

This was the first time Taleisha,

Had no come back for once.

Taleisha abruptly pulled from Malik,

then forcefully smacked him upside the head.

She grabbed his hand and started walking

And soon enough she was in his bed.

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