Rhonda

Boy look at u u look stupid
I picked up yo bitch in hooptie
U in a Benz

I be looking at u dying laughing
Ima problem for you
U like one of my kids

Thought u was getting away with that bitch and I took her
Boy u a hoe u was there when I pulled her

Hopped in the whip and we spinned out like Booker
She bust it down in the room she a hooker

I hit her once had that hoe goin in circles
She hit the weed and she wanna get personal
Say she a freak and she said it on purpose
Give her a week and I might end up swerving

Bitch love to talk she be giving me attitude
But it don't matter
She still gonna serve me

She just be geeking she get on my nerves but
When she on a addy she suck n she slurp

Yea . When she on a addy she ready to work
She turn into superfreak when she on percs
She got that water
She want me to surf

She give me throat and she suck til it hurt her
And I still don't text her 1st
When I get in it she scream bloody murder
She scratching I might need a shirt

She want me to come spend the night in her home but
I rather leave her alone

She want me to fuck her to sleep but I won't cause
I rather get some more dome

She know that I wanna just hit it and dip
She on the Ciroc she just wanting some dick
She tryna cuddle fuck all of that shit
I gotta hustle and stack up my chips

Can't fuck wit u if u ain't bout yo cake
Just wanna smash I can't go on no dates
Gotta be freak lemme bust on yo face
Shawty unique cause she love how it taste

Told her it's cool if she bringing her friend to the spot
When we done u gone leave either way
Bitch ima fool when it come to connecting the dots
Hell nah u can't sleep at my place

Told that bitch please get the fuck out my face
Dodging yo feelings I swerve out the way
I don't need therapy I need some cake
I don't need therapy I need some face

I don't need you I just need me some dank
I don't need food if I po up some drank
I keep a tool like I'm ratchet and clank
Try me like a fool ima leave that boy stank

Told that bitch please get the fuck out my face
Dodging yo feelings I swerve out the way
I don't need therapy I need some cake
I don't need therapy I need some face

I don't need you I just need me some dank
I don't need food if I po up some drank
I keep a tool like I'm ratchet and clank
Try me like a fool ima leave that boy stank



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