Crazy Trick Trick (Ft. Throatslash)

[Intro]
Hm, crazy
They say everybody deserve a shot at love
That's bullshit
You live your entire life as a miserable bitch
Then you deserve to die a miserable bitch
Fuck you
Good lookin' Em
Jump fast, Trick Trick

[Verse 1: Trick Trick]
[Trick/Trip?] to the waitress [being?] me
I frequent the joint so she [sees?] in me
[Little?] more than an average customer
I trusted her to bring to me what I ordered
Even a bottle of water
Met her in a [?] grabbed my [?]
All these legs and thighs that catched my eyes
I got my mind on this five foot one
1-23, I lead her home to go out to see
Her ride the beat without the poles
She don't serve for free
She out for dope
The [house/hustle?]'s clean and respectable
But [take another?] [?] [gift to?] [?] you
But the way she came, whenever I call or wave my hand
You gotta understand
This [?] right here, had me gone
I knew one day I'd drive her home
The day then came when she sat with me
It was a Saturday, the club was empty
V.I.P. room, all alone
32 [shots of Patron?] (Damn!)
I know she [gone?], she can't drive
Big old [tongue/Tom?], [tyre's fine?]
Take us home, I can't lie
I wanna bone, but I'm to high
Not that I would take advantage of her
'Cause I got patience and a plannin' for her
Sunday morning, she left my crib
She had to leave to get home to the kids
She rolled with me, spent the night
So why would I believe otherwise