Let me tell you a story, one of grandeur
sucking lollipops, while them niggas touch ya
thinking that your special, or its only one time
been a trick all your life, but you think you a dime
your only brain is in your pants, to ghetto for romance
talking bout don't want a broke ass nigga but you renting your benz
gotta bring it back after you pick up your kids,
but you just left the club you trying to chill wit ya bitch
i couldn't tell you how to live, whatever floats your boat
and you probably feeling some type of way about the shit that I wrote
but i don't care about your feelings, I am just in mine
while you post on Facebook talking about, "I'm single, why?"
cause your pussy played out like MC Hammer
your baby daddy just found out you fucked his mans,
so he about smash like 5 of your friends
other niggas know you ratch cause you be in the club
going home wit different guys and we know they all fucked
so you can live your fairy tale but real niggas aint buying it
your pussy like netflix, everybody done tried it
I'ma hit this blunt cause I aint got to stunt
you sneaking in the back, while a walk in the front
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