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