[Hook]
I know lately that we ain't did much
But on my mama girl I promise
I'mma make that up
I know you sick of all them bitches
With them rumors and lies
But however against the weather
You gon' always be mine
And I'mma stretch my time we gon' make thangs rite
No mo layin by yourself between tha sheets by yo self at night
And I'mma beat that pussy up, beat that pussy up
Girl I'mma beat that pussy up until you holla that's enough
[Verse 1]
I walked outside look I'm tired of this mane
My juvie in tha yard wit my draws in her hand
My girl looked at me and said
"YOU DOG ASS NIGGA FINNA PUT THIS KNIFE N YO MUFUCKIN LIVER"
I couldn't say shit had to leave the house
She punched me in my shit all I did is walked off because I'm wrong
But tonight when she go home I'mma keep callin' her phone
'Til she let me lay that bone (fuck that shit)
My otha bitch done put me on child support
My nigga on tha run slip don got on that dope
I need to fuck some bad I got some pressure built up
So tha next thang I fuck she gone get extra ripped up
I looked up to god n told 'em fix this shit(u gotta fix this shit)
I got J-Lo at home I need my bitch
Look 3 n the mornin' girl still hangin' up the phone she answer
Bring yo nasty ass home (girl I'm on my way home)
I know lately that we ain't did much
But on my mama girl I promise
I'mma make that up
I know you sick of all them bitches
With them rumors and lies
But however against the weather
You gon' always be mine
And I'mma stretch my time we gon' make thangs rite
No mo layin by yourself between tha sheets by yo self at night
And I'mma beat that pussy up, beat that pussy up
Girl I'mma beat that pussy up until you holla that's enough
[Verse 1]
I walked outside look I'm tired of this mane
My juvie in tha yard wit my draws in her hand
My girl looked at me and said
"YOU DOG ASS NIGGA FINNA PUT THIS KNIFE N YO MUFUCKIN LIVER"
I couldn't say shit had to leave the house
She punched me in my shit all I did is walked off because I'm wrong
But tonight when she go home I'mma keep callin' her phone
'Til she let me lay that bone (fuck that shit)
My otha bitch done put me on child support
My nigga on tha run slip don got on that dope
I need to fuck some bad I got some pressure built up
So tha next thang I fuck she gone get extra ripped up
I looked up to god n told 'em fix this shit(u gotta fix this shit)
I got J-Lo at home I need my bitch
Look 3 n the mornin' girl still hangin' up the phone she answer
Bring yo nasty ass home (girl I'm on my way home)
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