Pop off eye locked on candy song
she already gone, aint cock blockin
perfume strong in the room
lookin straight in my view
tellin me things she likes to do
true maybe freak daily puffin weed
like to set for sea but cant leave
her man wouldnt let it be
strapped to mats trapped in her lack...
of courage repeating same hurdles
while she learns from the same mistakes never
invested with hurt and self murder
complicated when she drops them quarters
to call her mother in georgia
to burden her problems on another person
about how she servin at irvins
curly frys greasy pies
and gets hit on by sleezy guys
sometimes she gets caught in their eyes
lust filled with lies denines the signs
fucks with her mind fucks with mine
listing to this bitch rant and whine
might migh i could make her my...
one night try and stick with the style
and nail it down like a roofing tile
but imma improvise for a while
no gimmicks spit straight strict slick shit
watch her jump with it drinkin liquid dope in big bits