Epiphany
I don't have a heart
Cause niggas is corny
I do have a Nigga
I call when I'm horny
Don't get in my way
Cause this shit can get gory
This is all facts
Ain't no stories
Don't give a Fuck
Bout no bitches before me
He play with my pussy
And then he D'ior me
Can't fuck with a Nigga
Who doesn't adore me
Don't tell him I love him
These niggas ain't for me
Just give me a foreign
A piece of a portion
And rub me in lotion
Swim in my ocean
My bitches outside
And we causing commotion
Never gave a fuck bout these broke boys
And I never gave a fuck bout you fake bitches hate bitches
How you were certified rat rat rat
And you still in the den with them snake bitches
Wait a minute
Slow down
Niggas wanna be funny giving grown clown
While I'm all about my bread
Shutting shows down
One thing I never needed was a handout
He a fan now
Nigga disrespect me that's a man down
Batter up on these hoes
So damn foul
Out here picking a Nigga
Over your damn child
Bitch
I had an epiphany
I'm starting to think that the reason Y'all scared
Is Cause bitches could never do shit with me
Just take a look at me
I'm a big boss bitch working on history
Getting bills like Hillary
Pussy on slippery
Ass like heavy artillery
No swine flu these bitches just sick of me
No kin of mine but you gotta be kidding me
Try all you want but you'll never get rid of me
How the fuck she do that that shit is a mystery
Woo
Quinn
Cause niggas is corny
I do have a Nigga
I call when I'm horny
Don't get in my way
Cause this shit can get gory
This is all facts
Ain't no stories
Don't give a Fuck
Bout no bitches before me
He play with my pussy
And then he D'ior me
Can't fuck with a Nigga
Who doesn't adore me
Don't tell him I love him
These niggas ain't for me
Just give me a foreign
A piece of a portion
And rub me in lotion
Swim in my ocean
My bitches outside
And we causing commotion
Never gave a fuck bout these broke boys
And I never gave a fuck bout you fake bitches hate bitches
How you were certified rat rat rat
And you still in the den with them snake bitches
Wait a minute
Slow down
Niggas wanna be funny giving grown clown
While I'm all about my bread
Shutting shows down
One thing I never needed was a handout
He a fan now
Nigga disrespect me that's a man down
Batter up on these hoes
So damn foul
Out here picking a Nigga
Over your damn child
Bitch
I had an epiphany
I'm starting to think that the reason Y'all scared
Is Cause bitches could never do shit with me
Just take a look at me
I'm a big boss bitch working on history
Getting bills like Hillary
Pussy on slippery
Ass like heavy artillery
No swine flu these bitches just sick of me
No kin of mine but you gotta be kidding me
Try all you want but you'll never get rid of me
How the fuck she do that that shit is a mystery
Woo
Quinn
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Writer(s): Quinisha White
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