Why is he changing
I could never do it
I rearrange her
She take all my fluid
She a witch like grainger
Told her get into it
I would never make her
Till he meet his maker
I cant cuff no thot i heard that she a faker
She play wit my balls and three em like a laker
Dont wanna take a side hoe venezuela
Roxy pop em, oxycontin i got hella options
She jus left me, called a new hoe told her come and top me
Dont play wit my bread nigga, i might leave you dead nigga
They said zo, i go to her crib if i heard that she a freak hoe
Don't shoot my shot but she so thick i might just free throw
I swear these hoes change every summer like they rino