WALK TO TABLE PEOPLE HATEN AREADY NEVER SHUT HER MOUTH KEEP RUNNIN IT STEADY WANNA HAVE SOMEBODY BABY NOT WIT HER NO LADY ALWAYS ARGUE ACTIN SHADY WHEN SHE KNOW NOBODY WANT HER REMIND ME OF THAT PLAY IN HIGH SCHOOL HOW IT GO SHE BE FIENDIN OFF THAT BOY THAT HOW IT GOES YEAH DIDN'T HIS MAM WANT EM TO MARRY SOME HO MAMA HE SAID HE WANT TO HIT ME FROM BACK HELL NAW MY CHILD AIN'T GON BE ACTIN LIKE THAT BUT MAMA I ALWAYS WANNA BE HIS HO LIKE I SAID TRICK HELL NO NOW MAMA MAD YOU BETTER GET THE WAY CUZZ SHE DON'T WANNA HEAR WHAT CHA WANNA SAY DONE MESSED UP TOO LATE SHE GOT BELT SO YOU BETTER WACTH OUT AND GET THE HOUSE SORRY FOR YOU PAYIN CAT AND MOUSE WHEN SHE CATCH YA YOU GOING GET YOUR ASS KNOCK OUT EVEN IF THAT AIN'T WHAT WHOPINS IS ABOUT IF YA HATE ON MONEY THAN YOU NEED WATCH OUT SHUT YA MOUTH YAH ALL ENEMIES WHAT WE RAPPIN THATS WHEN I HEAR LIL C WANNA KNOCK HER CUZZ HE LIKE WHEN SHE DO THAT POPPER
Reason for writing:
A GHETTO GIRL THAT WE KNO
Birth sign: Cancer
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