WARNING! This here ain’t no romance It’s an urban erotic tale When Gutta hits the bricks Mink’s gon’ sho’nuff catch some hell! It started out as just another ordinary scam Until Mizz Mink discovered They might really be her fam! Mink is seeing dollar signs She thinks she’s got it made She’s counting up her duckets Hoping Viceroy’s ’bout to fade! But when a chick from Philly shows up Lookin’ like her twin The competition’s on, So may the sexiest liar win! A grip is on the line Yo, what’s Harlem chick to do? Here’s another misadventure in the life of Mink LaRue!All Rights Reserved
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