I Cry (Ode to Outros)

[Intro: Dorian] What ya’ll know about these soul beats Mickey Montz yousa muthafucka I got one more for ya’ll man I’m just leave ya’ll with this Naptown, what’s good Yo Yo Yo [Verse 1: Dorian] She’s a maneater Sexy creature With the features That make a preacher Turn to a teacher Just to reach her So he can get her Under bleachers Say he flirting When he dirty Insert her skirt he squirting Overtly asserting And exerting His perverting She converted To a savage Fucking wild Like a rabbit Rich nigga Gotta have it Bad bitch status Living lavish Young boy ain’t stand a chance She’s been swallowing and gobbling men Since she Was sixteen Pussy careen Flow a ravine Reads in-between Them false scenes and smoke screens Boy you too green to demean this queen Going to need a vaccine to get back clean From the screams of [Hook] (I cry) Nope (I cried a river) Cause of that bitch Hey ooo hey ooo Hey ooo hey ooo Hey ooo hey ooo Hey ooo hey ooo [Verse 2] When these bitches poppin Niggas droppin With no caution Like an auction Sippin toxins And concoctions So obnoxious It’s exhausting What you think you gon’ do You think she going go home with you You fuckin fool You so confused Just gon’ and peruse Cause you her mule Uses the pool Of ya’ll drool As her fuel To buy her fuel Target stools Jared jewels Take her back and forth to school You think you got dough Nigga please $15 an hour That’s processed cheese You better get on ya knees Beg for some keys Ask K dot shake his money tree While you at it ask for some rhymes I’m tired of you bitches stealing my lines Not in my prime so it’s a petty crime Paint ya face Ya’ll my pantomimes Fast forward time I’m a be on top With two bops Who boobs prop And no flop Who love to swap Anytime they give that sloppy top Cause ain’t no man above me They say I taste like bubbly Well isn’t that lovely That’s that’s lovey-doubly [Hook] Ah hell yea What? What the fuck ya’ll looking at? One more? Man, I ain’t even get paid for this shit Fuck it Fuck it Fuck it Fuck it [Verse 3] Are we Ornery Or we Ennui When we Piecing These L-I-N-E’s Together Without choking A wishing And hoping The realest Is scoping And the feeling is fuckin doping And the floodgates fuckin open So I can use a magnum on Oprah Would be my pussy magnum opus Who I’m kidding I fuck Oprah That magnum’s not getting open If it is It’s going to be broken With the holes I got to poking Giving her deep stroke motion Shid I’m super soaking Her old ass yolking I’m cashing out this token Ya’ll think I’m fuckin joking [Hook] [Outro] Naptown we fuckin did it baby Shoutout to everybody who helped me with this shit Shoutout to my nigga C Reezy Shoutout to my photographer Gianna Shoutout to my video producer LJubba Shoutout to my engineer Kris Shoutout to Alton Shoutout to Dorian Shoutout to Duck Yea muthafuckas I done shouted myself out 3 times Cause I produce this shit I wrote this shit This all comes from my muthafuckin heart For all you bitch ass hating ass niggas out there Nigga I just gave ya’ll a dope ass beat Loop that shit Respond to me But you not You know why? (I cry) Yep (I cried a river) Cause yousa bitch