The Tune Of David's Harp
When it all comes down to it Love is a choice
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Let Me
No song is complete Without the mention of your name.
Queen👑
She sat by her bed, Staring into the unknown,
African Pride
To be African. What is it to be one?Â
Smashing Beauty
Her American height could be noticed from a distance Her chocolate complexion always drives crazy any man who sets his eyes on her
Agina
Her eyes sparkle with the setting of the sun, And her sway reminds me of African perfection.
Beneath That Makeup
Money changes people, but she changed for money, what I had was less, so she sought more,
Aoko
She comes home after the sun kisses the sea, She sells millet at the market - she sells it all, everyday,