The Death of Cleopatra - Remix

Uh, yeah, alright, this girl sinister
She the type to cheat, but only when you play Twister
Small-minded hoes, pipe down this literature
They tend to hate on ya but they can't get rid of ya
I ain't going nowhere, girl you know I'm your Apple Cinnamon
Find the Forbidden fruit, bite it, fuck take ten of em
GMO, a specimen, and a workout regimen
If the bitch bad, good dick, shit imma' give her some

In these rough times, take off the blinds
Had ten dimes, one for the times, it lasted at least ten times, uh
Go and shut the fuck up, just let me talk, hoe (Mula)
C4 on the Seafloor, bout' to go off, hoe (Oooff)
Quite nuclear, amazing' what pineapple could do for ya
What I'll do to yah, although I truly a- want to be your father
My mind divine, babe I could take your life farther
Oh, don't bother, it was an honor to be your doctor
But why bother telling you my feelings?
Why try harder? either way, they gon' paint you a villain
Cycle goes on because you couldn't handle the demons
Not me, fuck the devil, we out making a killin

Yeah, alright, this girl sinister
She the type to cheat, but only when you play Twister
Small-minded hoes, pipe down this literature
They tend to hate on ya but they can't get rid of ya
Yeah, her man's told me that his girl never betrayed him
So, keep your mouth shut, 'cause women got ultimatums
It's a sticky situation, cause the tongue always elates them
It's the big, mouthed ones, that always cause the mayhem (Ooff)

Lil Josh flow tingle her, imma finish hun
Girl, I need a fuckin contributor, not a stickler
The recipe is a minister, not some visitors
Some therapy for my listeners, and here's my signature
Keep thoughts toward the celestial, for it's inconsequential
Our philosophies are identical, and I'm trying get to you
My Siamese sister Magdalene, it's why I'm biblical
These diamonds shinin' like RiRi, I call it pinnacle
Where's the means for the end, on the hunt, and I need a ten
No time to reminisce, shit, it is what it is
Ain't nothin' in the fridge, stay hungry 'til the end
I'm trynna feed some kids, aye honey, want this?"

Yeah, alright, this girl sinister
She the type to cheat, but only when you play Twister
Small-minded hoes, pipe down this literature
They tend to hate on ya but they can't get rid of ya
I ain't going nowhere, girl you know I'm your Apple Cinnamon
Find the Forbidden fruit, bite it, fuck take ten of em'
GMO, of a specimen, and a workout regimen
If the bitch bad, good dick, yeah I'mma give her some

Yeah, alright, this girl sinister
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, this girl sinister
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, alright, this girl sinister
Never lied in my rhymes, go ask your sister
Just some things you just can't change
My mind frame ensures that forever I reign
Motherfucker