Your the only one thats meant for me,
Don't worry bout a thang baby
Your story ends its time to go home
But i be like for real, just pick up that phone
I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook
Cause todays youth judge by the shoe thats on your foot
They all need attention, they call me a g though
Your botch is bomb yo, thats why i'm living in her condo
That damier bag i bought her
Pound your head in, thats hammer
While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs
Oh thats your girl? well i put my cock in her mouth
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Thats just how the story goes chasing faded glory
And you can see it on the bill thats in your pocket your holding
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
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