Girls

This for the ladies, for my wifey's, my hoes
My one night stand misses, my thugs, all that

My one night stand misses
Thought we had a plan but the plan switches
Now you got a man, what the fuck bitches?
Shouldn't call it that but it's love sickness
Yo, shout out to the thug misses
Used to have a shorty that I smoked with
She used to roll the blunts then I'd go hit
Even like the rhyme we would go spit

Had this light-skinned beauty once
Nice skin, nice lips, no beauty marks
Nice eyes, nice thighs, she had my heart
And never did I think we could be apart

So it's on to the next thing
Like next gotta hop to the next thing
Sent a text but I'm on to the next fling
Fling turned to forever, who'd ever think?
Now I got a son, got a little one

Now can only have a little fun
Can't live without, can't live with one
I suggest if you lonely go get one

I used to call this one chick throatless
Always begging me to slap her and choke her and shit
She used to spit on her hands and
Stroke her clit, only wanted it rough and restless
Sex massacre
She had a friend I used to twist out when she got trashed and shit
Something easy like passiveness
Give it to her quick, nothing passionate
Fly floor fucking, I'm outdoor trucking
Hope I ain't leave nothing

Type of situation, only call when it's real late and
Your girl start faking
Attitude, want to keep her mad at you
Now you leave and get an ass or two

Come back smelling like boom
Fronting like you was only smoking with the crew
Hit the bathroom, wash off the poon-poon
By the time you get back, your girl probably up
Slept it off now she wanna make up