[Chorus:]

See I kno lately dat we ain't did much ,but on my moma girl I promise I'm gon make it up,I kno you sick of all these bitches wit these rumors,and lies,but how ever gets da weather you gon always be mine,and I'm gon stretch my time we gon make thangs right,no more layin by yourself in the sheets at night,and I'm gon beat da pussy up,baet da pussy,beat da pussy up til you holla dats enough

[verse1:]

I walked outside,(look)I'm tired of dis man ,my juvey in da yard wit my draws in her hand my girl looked at me said you dog as nigga,finna put dis knife i yo mutherfuckin liver(no u ain't)I couldn't say shit had to leave da house she punched me in my shit all I did was walk off,because I'm wrong ,but tonite when she go home I'ma keep callin her phone til she let me lay dat bone (fuck dat shit)my other bitch don put me on child support ,my nigga on da run slip and got on dat dope I need to fuck somein bad I got some preasure built up so da next thing I fuck she gon get extra ripped I looked up to god told fix dis shit(you gota fix dis shit)I got JLO at home I need my bitch ,look three in da morning girl still hanging up da phone she ansewred bring yo nasty ass home(girl I'm on my home)

[chours:]

I kno lately dat we ain't did much but on my moma girl I promise I'm gon make it up I kno you sick of all these bitches wit these rumors and lies but hoever gets da weather you gon always be mine and I'm gon stretch my time and I'm gon make it right no more layin by yourself between yo sheets at nite and I'm gon beat da pussy up,beat da pussy,beat da pussy up til you holla dats enough

[verse2:]
Man dis next time dis bitch hit me on my cherp line bossie out my mouth was I'm right on side my fuckin girl look oh you lettin