You sent me a text take out the trash
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
I know that you're searching to find your person
He can't be it he make you feel worthless
If you ask me, baby you're perfect
Every Sunday you're in the churches
I pray for your healing and no more hurting
I pray that your ass ain't flat as the earth is
Baby I'm joking I know it's round
I dive in your ocean
You already know I'm going down
You shoot me a text you're in the mood
You're only in the mood cause your rent is due
F*ck I look like Boo Boo the Fool
My mama taught me that isn't it cool
I'm breaking the rules then breaking you off
My dick is so big it's breaking your jaw
You women are struggling and I hate it for y'all
Us men ain't shit I'll say it for y'all
You sent me a text take out the trash
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
I know it's gon' hurt I know you don't work
I know that your rent's due I know it's the first
I put it up in you I know you gone squirt
The dick is too good you're going berserk
Pick you up just to talk shit it's a date
Girl I'm bouncing off your walls call it ricochet
You want me to fix your pockets
But won't fix a plate
Section 8 never wait baby don't be late
Pay your rent dark world like the sky is full of tint
Ayy when I said you're perfect
Baby this ain't what I meant
Be quiet when I'm talking
Baby girl just let me vent
See you can be a lesson
But no you can't be my bitch
I hope this do not defend you
I don't love you won't pretend to
Take you to that church
And let that holy water rinse you
I know that your rent due
I don't care what other men do
Money not a issue I f*ck you then forget you
You sent me a text take out the trash
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
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You sent me a text take out the trash
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
I know that you're searching to find your person
He can't be it he make you feel worthless
If you ask me, baby you're perfect
Every Sunday you're in the churches
I pray for your healing and no more hurting
I pray that your ass ain't flat as the earth is
Baby I'm joking I know it's round
I dive in your ocean
You already know I'm going down
You shoot me a text you're in the mood
You're only in the mood cause your rent is due
F*ck I look like Boo Boo the Fool
My mama taught me that isn't it cool
I'm breaking the rules then breaking you off
My dick is so big it's breaking your jaw
You women are struggling and I hate it for y'all
Us men ain't shit I'll say it for y'all
You sent me a text take out the trash
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
I know it's gon' hurt I know you don't work
I know that your rent's due I know it's the first
I put it up in you I know you gone squirt
The dick is too good you're going berserk
Pick you up just to talk shit it's a date
Girl I'm bouncing off your walls call it ricochet
You want me to fix your pockets
But won't fix a plate
Section 8 never wait baby don't be late
Pay your rent dark world like the sky is full of tint
Ayy when I said you're perfect
Baby this ain't what I meant
Be quiet when I'm talking
Baby girl just let me vent
See you can be a lesson
But no you can't be my bitch
I hope this do not defend you
I don't love you won't pretend to
Take you to that church
And let that holy water rinse you
I know that your rent due
I don't care what other men do
Money not a issue I f*ck you then forget you
You sent me a text take out the trash
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
I know that you're searching to find your person
He can't be it he make you feel worthless
If you ask me, baby you're perfect
Every Sunday you're in the churches
I pray for your healing and no more hurting
I pray that your ass ain't flat as the earth is
Baby I'm joking I know it's round
I dive in your ocean
You already know I'm going down
You shoot me a text you're in the mood
You're only in the mood cause your rent is due
F*ck I look like Boo Boo the Fool
My mama taught me that isn't it cool
I'm breaking the rules then breaking you off
My dick is so big it's breaking your jaw
You women are struggling and I hate it for y'all
Us men ain't shit I'll say it for y'all
You sent me a text take out the trash
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
I know it's gon' hurt I know you don't work
I know that your rent's due I know it's the first
I put it up in you I know you gone squirt
The dick is too good you're going berserk
Pick you up just to talk shit it's a date
Girl I'm bouncing off your walls call it ricochet
You want me to fix your pockets
But won't fix a plate
Section 8 never wait baby don't be late
Pay your rent dark world like the sky is full of tint
Ayy when I said you're perfect
Baby this ain't what I meant
Be quiet when I'm talking
Baby girl just let me vent
See you can be a lesson
But no you can't be my bitch
I hope this do not defend you
I don't love you won't pretend to
Take you to that church
And let that holy water rinse you
I know that your rent due
I don't care what other men do
Money not a issue I f*ck you then forget you
You sent me a text take out the trash
It's five in the morning go wash your ass
I don't feel like driving hop in a cab
Ain't f*cked in a while I'm bout to smash
Now that the cat's out of the bag
I need your cat out of your pants
How do I get you out of this trance
Baby I'll take you from your man
Writer: Joel Broadnax
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid