Heaux Tales: Reaction to Bodies by Jazmine Sullivan
Heaux Tales is a new album by Jazmine Sullivan. The Intro is entitled: Bodies. This song plays, and it is as if I was a church girl back in devotion service. I closed my eyes and threw my lighter up as if I were in the stands of a concert. Jazmine took a chapter out of my heaux chronicles in her heaux tale.
Stand In the Mirror & Sing:
Gotta stop getting fucked up
What did I have in my cup?
I don’t know where I woke up. (Yeah, yeah.)
I keep on pressing my luck
I don’t know where I woke up
Now Smack Yourself!
Bitch, get it together bitch
You don’t konw who you went home with
You went home with again?
Was he a friend?
Was he a four, or was he a ten?
My mama wouldn’t like it if she knew about
All my rendezvous and all my whereabouts
I keep on piling on bodies, on bodies, on bodies
Yeah, you getting sloppy girl
Bodies on Bodies!
Yes! The heaux tales of every college girl, every party girl, and every heaux that didn’t necessarily need anything in her cup to let out her inner inhibitions. My momma always told me to use what I’ve got, live, have your fun while you can. Now my step-grandmother is an entirely different breed. She would have told me that’s why folk should marry young. So that when your heaux phase hits, be sloppy drunk in the comforts of your own home, screwing your husband; not random guys.
Bitch, get it together!
I’ve had plenty of these moments that I could chronicle in a series of heaux tales. The number one rule is to never leave your clique. Where are her real heaux friends at? They left her to run around experiencing a kaleidoscope of sci-fi vision through her own eyes alone. If we gonna heaux, we are going to heaux together. Can you say: ORGY!
All heaux’s have a story to tell. Bodies on Bodies sounds like a murder scene. Have no regrets. Be a heaux. Be a good heaux. I’m a good heaux that knows this pussy gets murdered time and time again. Pussy Monsters are everywhere. I’m no victim, I just love to copulate. Drunk sex is the best! Live to tell about it in your heaux tales?
The next morning, your pussy will tell you if he was a four or a ten. Do you feel a release of frustration? Or do you feel as if you have been hit by a car? That might be the dehydration from all that alcohol and compulsory orgasms. ‘What the mind forgets the body remembers.’
How Many Bodies?
Does it matter? A good heaux will never have a wet pussy and a dry purse. Include your friends in the fun. Them heauxs’ can’t be your enemies if they were there. Don’t fly solo; join an orgy! The buddy system works! If you’re stacking bodies, let’s play Jenga and build a house.