I wanna get out this relationship
But I m scared that my man will flip
He always swears how he s gonna kill me
And fill me with the bullets from his clip

Verse 1
I met her in Queens her personality was erotic
She asked me where I come fromand I just replied quot;The projects quot;
Love at first sight as she was staring
Checking me up and downyeahat the gear that I was wearing
I had an office jacketPolo shirtdiamond on my hand
Stonewashed pants ticked inside of some Timberlands
Her eyes just stayed on my face
She threw her hand on my hip and felt the four-fifths on my waist
Yomy name is Ak the hard rock shit that shot a cop with a glock
Cause he tried to make the money STOP
She didn t speakshe didn t STARTshe didn t TALK
All of the sudden let s take a WALK through the PARK
But it was darkshe didn t bother
She probably thought I was trying to play her out
Like a Central Park jogger
But that s not my style that s what I m telling ya
Give me your number and I ll probably call you up on my cellular
At night we spoke for hours and hours and hours and hours
Hot convo turned into cold showers
Monogamyyoincreased to pornography
Miss Astrologist because she looked like a star to me
But I be dressing sharper than those brothers with Farrakahan
Throwing a lucky charm without a leprachaun s arm
Out on the streets dealing and sticking up
I try to make her look appealing
I went out and started tricking bucks
I got her all dressed upshe used to look messed up
Now all of her friends can t wait to be next up
I need to get her thoughts fixed up
She fell into a blendershe got the stuff all mixed up
She caught me talking about a quits
But that s that old bullshit
It s ain t over til I say it s overmiss
So if you wanna catch a fityou catch a melon split
Once you in there ain t no exit

Chorus

Verse 2
I talk a good game of pain
Put it in your ear and let it rain
Benadryl can t stop the migrane
Once my voice touch your brain
So you can talk that fast slang dialect
But I got a tec to keep you in check
Other words make you come correct
Think that to stop giving the loving
You must be smoking pestacide because you re damn sure bugging
After one hit you re ready to split
Whatare you test crashing cars?
That s that ol dum dum shit
You don t flatter me tring to sign off
You best to take the batteries out your watch if you want some time off
I write my name on your street curb
So you can scratchmy letetrs girl if you wanna mark my words
I got the Calimyne BESIDE ME
In case you wanna TRY ME
And break out on my ass like poison IVY
You better take it or easeroll up you sleeves
And prepare to go all out like New Year s Eve
Trying to take my dough like a Swaggart
GirlI have to bag ya and fall on your head like Niagra
Shityou re bound to catch itonce I start flexing
Ayo bum bitch there ain t no exit

Chorus

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