Amelia Cootertah - expiration date

Expiration Date

You reached your expiration date
Your desperation stays
This gon' be one hell of a case
Separate parts of your face
The cops investigate
Don't know where I hid the mace
Never considerate
Cause I talk with such grace
This must be fate
He thought I was his mate
But i ate him on a plate
Met him on an interstate
He boutta get replaced
But he tasted so great
Yeah he took the bait
On our very first date

Made him retire
Ate his heart so good
Never say I'm liar
Hid him under the wood
Cut him up with a wire
Then hung him on a hook
To cook in a fire
Wrote in my cookbook

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Writer(s): Amelia Cootertah
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