My Love

(Lynch) I know, you remember Holiday Inn Had to hit it from the back drinkin OE and gin I used to eat pussy up, I can't lie That's really real, really real, really real See I met you through the homies That homie was like cuz, won't you jump up in the cutlass Come and get you some butt Came through swervin off OE like I always do Same two straps in the trunk cuz where you at ain't coo I was like boo hold up its midnight and I got the eyes tight Knew it was on just as long as I rub the thighs right Next thing you know, we disrespecting the couch Feel the pressure in my nutts Its about to come out You was like inside, whoride, I don't give a fuck We can fuck untill I throw up all the way to sunrise then cut And thats what happened It was crackin like an omlet Got you hittin that bomb shit And you don't even enhale the chronic Stupid ass biiatch (Pook) I used to love da ho, I can't lie Bitch had me stuck 25 years later the fuck so many haters Now the pussy tore up Bitch you need to grow up You already know what side I throw up (Westside bitch!) Given our game back to weak niggas to help them niggas blow up But shiesty bitch you know what You gon get back , you gon feel it nigga I heard the FBI tried to shut you down said you done been the nigga Said you Promoting violent thoughts And youre a thug wannabe, followin Doing more than lickin the pussy They smellin a tastin, bitin, swollowin leavin the pussyhole hollow Heard the pussy picked up a forth the Henessey bottle Now everybody thinkin They can fuck, Even them whiteboys in Colorado But fuck it, let a ho be a ho is my motto Can't let it rest Gotta get it off my chest just to express my sorrow I guess your pimp had you impressin Whore stories Actin the sweet, said fuck ya man Got a plan to get yo ass of the streets Gave you the fame without the fortune Get you under the sheets Bitch if you always on your back, then you can't get on your feet I used to love this rap game! (Shotgun) I bet you didn't know that she used to be my main ho Back in the days When I was runnin up in houses with socks on my hands tryin to get paid It was like Courvoisier and Alize Most couldn't fade, cuz we fuck till we both gain 5 6 times a day How could I walk away from something that seems it's meant to be You neva trip with me When I took charge it was just the pimp in me You was either quick to flex with it When niggas and they bitches got fat But look at us now, you ain't around huh And never in my mind did I think you turned bitch on me Skip one day and the next Plottin licks on me See yous a phony, I ain't fuckin wit you no more Like Ice Cube said You da ex-bitch, you gotz ta go You know the motto, so fuck a ho And puttin the bitch before the hustle thats a no Because they have you comin up short Spendin my last dimes, wastin all my time in my life There's only group of one love and thats the grind biiatch!