Maury

Fucked an army man's bitch she gone be on Maury
Convertibles in the summer regular cars just bore me
When I pull up to your block it be getting gory
Hitting licks, I be in your house you could call me Cory
Bank accounts with commas I still want some more cheese
My shooters they don't miss yeah they hit like Kobe
My ex say I'm the best so I feel like Toby
Y'all need to hop up off my dick, I ain't Moby
The way she runnin' top think she need some protein
Even clapped your mama, now you move Bambi
Smacked a white bitch think her name was Tammy
She wanna try some molly but I gave her Plan B
Y'all chasing three commas, I want three more
You want a girl with ass, mine like Eeyore
Dropped some racks on some ice ain't check BMO
I talk with my hands, you on keyboard
My hook it stay sandy like seashore
Off the pill, my senses they be gone like they Nemo
Your bitch real ugly look like Smeagol
Your boy sold out for a gram, I'm moving kilos
Bitch



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Writer(s): Yahya Kisana
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