Married to the devil, for better or worse
It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse
My parents went away on a week's vacation and
She was trapped like a cash strapped gambler, joey finally snapped…
We the motherfucking best, word to my mama
Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,
Turn you to hermit with your right or left hand you are married
Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak
Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,
We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat
For those whey no fit dey fix son
That's when it really gets fun
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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