You see ash-ley, all the things you did to me.
Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby
What did you expect when you left with me?
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy
Why did it take me so long to let go of this stallion bucking me
On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them
So why did they take you that's the question
How in the hell did it end up like this, sitting here why me but now i do
I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you
But am i less holy
Why did you have to attack me,
Why you did this to me what did i do to you
Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
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