Wifey

She the type to make ye wanna check the family jewels Diamond studded daggers in her smile and a missing tooth Used to whistle out the gap while we were kissing, true That trouble comes to anyone who waits to taste the witches brew Henny and coke? Spent a penny for that It's a guinney myself, tip the gentlemen cap Felt her spirit on my throat burns ta fuck at the back I stick strictly to the whiskey droppin gem on the track Had tales for days, but never talked of her dad She could talk a bottle moet out a paper bag Pay for that? Said what the fuck you think were fuckin for Could only hope she's jokin so I asked her what shes lookin for a Chance of romance, someone to nestle up to Or just a quick fuck, cus either way I need to bust soon Not to sound cold but I been blue since the month June Spilt about the ex she knows the saying still fuck you But she's a cutie had that booty and some melanin Schooled me on some literature intimidate your brethrens Attracted to the intellect ya see she's either heaven sent Or straight up out the pits she gets and drink and she's malevolent Back home she runnin with some scary blokes Texts from overseas'd make you wanna jump a ferry boat A slick talker, made me wanna make her belly grow Swift with her tongue shed tie a stem in a cherry coke Man I shoulda never call her wifey Make a fool a me in public "who you looking at whitey?” Shoulda known she’d leave, but why me? She left with that baby, and that booty, and them tight jeans