Letras
Well I, okay
Haha bitch stop playing
Well I, okay
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Suck a nigga dick then you go and fuck his friends
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Never had morals now she fucking
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Drop his kids off then you pull up in his Benz
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Never had trust, do anything to win
Now I ain't know your life until that night when you spoke and shit
Giving run downs on how you creep and who you fucking with
But I just look past it in my mind thinking she a trip
Knowing damn well the bitch a hoe and that she need a pimp
The mile she put on pussy, gotta know she need a tune up
Drop the kids off and hit the drink and then she boot up
Dick game ain't bool enough, run mouth and tell friends
But back the next day she let you fuck and do it again
So bitch who you fooling? Cynfo be booling
And I can keep a secret cause Victoria tell it all
Like fucking in the back seat and that thumbing in your ass
Saying that's my nigga but knowing that's all gas
That bitch run hella game, really got a mouthpiece
Place my bet, where that pussy have a track meet
Now she in the clinic cause that pussy hot as fire
And I don't know what to tell her, I'm like baby you need to tire
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Suck a nigga dick then you go and fuck his friends
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Never had morals now she fucking
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Drop his kids off then you pull up in his Benz
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Never had trust, do anything to win
Give him all you got, going broke and then you call your man
And blood in pocket, but on the low you fuck his relative
You can get killed for the shit you doing, yeah I'ma say that
And I'm a real one out of Bompton, bitch you know I stay fact
Took a plan B, used no rubbers and still give him cat
Ain't learned your lesson, but inside yeah you stressing
You ain't use no condom for that pussy while you was fucking
Hear conversations thinking hard while you was fucking
You like them other bitches out the city, yeah they do that
Ain't no rewind, ain't no fake life, you can't bring it back
Bitches say niggas stupid, no I think bitches stupid
Got a kid, live a bool life and still wanna be famous
You bitches kill me with that shit, yeah you need the big bat
I need y'all cake too, I'm like you need the big bat
But who am I? Shit, what I know?
So I'ma just leave until you get the dough
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Suck a nigga dick then you go and fuck his friends
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Never had morals now she fucking
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Drop his kids off then you pull up in his Benz
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Never had trust, do anything to win
Silky like Slim, tilt my brim
Keep a little something for her, him and them
Niggas see plotting like bitches but I don't care
Dressed in designer shit, a real player
Hip-hopping Crip walking, tick tock, boom
Bitches and drank and smoke fill the room
Look up in the sky, it's the D-O double G
My nephew Slim, blood moving with me
Connected, West Coast protected
A hundred million more green guys have been collected
Corrected, you've been directed
It's all about you my nigga, you've been selected
Don't run from this game I'ma hit you with
Same one I get you with and lit you with
These lames so conspicuous but I don't really give a shit
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Suck a nigga dick then you go and fuck his friends
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Never had morals now she fucking
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Drop his kids off then you pull up in his Benz
I wrote this song 'bout you
You know this song 'bout you
Never had trust, do anything to win
That shit banging like a motherfucker
Ayo Slim, that shit banging loc
For real though, good looking out
Yeah, Compton and Long Beach together
You know what it is
B's and C's, making straight cheese