My Dude

He aint my boyfriend-I said he my dude

I aint cuffin but we cuttin when we in the mood

you think you special cause he hit you up a time or two

I aint trippin Little do he know. He's One Of Two

I aint tracking niggas records I aint stressin boo

When im back around BET you get the boot and shoo

She couldnt fill me shoes

If she stole my feet

I'll murder that slut bitch

Not on this fucking beat

She saw that I was flyer-reminder If we meet

She a baby momma-Unappetizing treat

Im more like Creme Brulee-One of a kind to eat

He still aint go nowhere

She think she something sweet

He send her right back home

For Me He Trick and Treat

He Hit me on the phone

Like Lakers He 3 Peat

I more than work his bone

In battle I DEFEAT

DEVIL IN A NEW DRESS -Lessi LYRICS

I never would imagine

These bitches cannot see

The Cross That They Bear

When They Fuck With Me

I got my shit together

They made me question that

I NEVER stabbed these bitches

BUT LET ME TURN MY BACK

I went through hell and back

But Aint Nobody There

It was like i was drowinin

And all they did was stare

That's how life really is

And So I die inside

But in my resurrection

WONT HESITATE TO RIDE

I dont got shit to hide

Fuck what they talkin bout

I Make Niggas Believe

She fill yo ass with Doubt

My shit is NOW authentic

Dont trip off shit but digits

THESE BITCHES TALK THEY ONLY TALK

ITS LIKE THEY SMALL AS MIDGETS

WHOEVER WANT IT GET IT

DONT START SHIT BUT I'LL END IT

THESE BITCHES FOUL

AND JUST LIKE CREDIT TOOK IT TO THE LIMIT

I storm out the door.

he don’t even care.

fights that turn disaster.

but i aint go nowhere.

hearts a bleeding sore.

at the sky i stare.

three sixty degrees.

how we get back here?

i love you so much.

the thought of it i cannot bear.

i see you way past done and its very clear.

though I gave my all i see the end is here

now im dead man walkin away without a fear.

respect is always first.

that’s what we failed to show.

I call you bitch ass nigga

you call me nasty hoe.

I put on my shoes.you go and block the doe (door)

Then i drop my clothes. and we hit the flo (floor).

I never want to leave. I never wanna goe.

You makes me cum so hard. Its like im dying slow.

It eats my shit right up. thats how i lose my ass.

I cant even sleep. this shit is really trash.

I never trust a bitch and i dont need a friend.

they do you in the worst. i know on me i can depend.

Im gettin older now. i’m really off the clubs.

sometimes i feel wound up.

I went TO eighths From dubs.

slowly addicted. soul is evicted.

don’t know anything guilty convicted.

lost in a place i cant identify.

these bitches hate on me

but i cant tell you why

I know if they run up

Committing suicide

I trust in God above

From truth you cannot hide

So All of their tresspasses

I gotta let um slide

I Know That Nigga Gone

Say Nothing. He Just Goe

And Just Like He Was Nike

He Just Do It Like A Pro

I Never Tell Him No

And Now Im All Alone

It's Heavy On My Mind So

Im Turnin Off My Phone

I Really Wanna Bone

I Really Need Respect

I Gotta Walk Away

SuperModel Alek Wek

Somehow He Disappears

Or He Was Never There

I Really Tried My Best

Its Like He Never Cared

They Say In Lovers Lives

One Always Loves One More

And Now That Love Is Lost

My Hearts An Aching Sore

Feel Dead Like In A Morgue

Stabbed With Lies Like Swords

Until I Met A Man

Who Said He'd Give Me More

Princessa - Akeem

Rose Petals On The Floor

staring back at contacts of blue

to thine own self be true.

as pale possesses power

sought by politicians for hours;

plotting on the towers

and money that is ours,

work hard and they devour

endings that leave you sour

dying like wilted flowers

THEY WANT US TO DIE

They want us to die

And slowly I do

Remembering life before

There was truth

Painless and easy

smiles that were real

I made no bets

somehow lost the deal

Healthcare: No love

Heartless souls in control

They’ll give you the shovel

And pray for your hole

Subconsciously digging

They want us to die

Subconsciously teaching us

Everything. lies.

They want us to die

Tobacco. george bush. overt sexuality.

Positive response to negative behavior

misguiding directions

illusions and lies.

Why do they want us to die?

It generates money and

helps dig the hole.

Its like hell on earth

God protect my soul

Cause im scared

and I need you

It seems i got lost

they want me to die

and to charge me the cost

Leaving nothing behind

but the pain of my mother

nothing behind to reflect how i loved her

What can i say about life

as it is?

They want me to die

and yet i still live.

Rewind

All The New Girls Get Old Quick

My pussy old news but it keep that New Fit

Im Eating all day! Errrbody get thick

booty fat from them injections

boy they really need to quit

Haters talk about me

but it doesnt make me sick

it makes me feel important

like i was the President

Im sippin on that Louis

Errbody get Bent

And then I give it up

like 40 days of lent

I'm shittin on these bitches

and its really got me spent

just like trickin niggas

in they pockets puttin dents