Son of a Bitch Jessie Murph

[Verse 1]
I ain't no man in the middle
That ain't no man, that's the devil
He actin' all confidential
How 'bout that thirty-eight special?
I ain't no fucking beginner, hm-mm
And I veto, any boy with agenda
He walk around in that denim
Look good and bad and the random
There's only one he can handle

[Pre-Chorus]
That boy go bad in the night time
That boy got hands on the wrong thighs
I got that dolce on that dolce on that dolce on mine
That boy woke up in the wrong room
Two girls and two bad tattoos
I know what's up and what went down up in room 432

[Chorus]
Desperado, you son of a bitch
Chicago slutted up at the Ritz
I don't, I didn't sign up for this
You fucking son of a mm-mm
Wild thoughts of pullin' up where you at
With champagne and a Louisville bat
I know you didn't sign up for this
You fuckin' son of a bitch