In The Oven (Feat. J. Ames) Jun!or (Ft. James)

(Verse One)

Uh See I could stick around but I hit the road/
Either get the bitches.. Or you get the dough/
With the ins hoes seem to let us in/
Like a resident girl you know I'm comin home/

I can't imagine how your feelin when your all alone/
But that's my last thought when Benjamin is on the phone/
My car is overflowing doses of the gasoline/
Sour diesel big bag of weed that I trampoline/

(Flip it homie)

My Main thing is always mad at me (bitchin homie)
No time I invested that
Quick to meet the quota tho so she can blow the rest of that
Cleaned up nice but you know I made a mess of that

Heh

I recall when I would call and you would text me back/
Talkin bout not now.. You let me on top now-
All because I turned a bit of pot to a knot now/
It like , suddenly you fuxk with me and you got down