Hello? Bitch, where you at? I'm at home, what's wrong? Bitch, you need to come get me, I'm trapped in the closet at this nigga house You trapped in the closet, bitch? I'm over here at this nigga house, the nigga who been trickin' on me, bitch Bitch, I'm on my way, tell me what's wrong (6lement) What happened? I'm listenin' (Listen)
Remember that nigga I told you I met when I was at the mall? (Yeah) Same nigga that bought me that bag at the Chanel store? (Uh-huh, yeah) He started payin' all of my bills, he say he wanted a family (He said that?) He started doin' more shit for my kids than my baby daddy (Damn) He talk nice to me, jewelry store, he put ice on me Comin' home every night to me (Every night?), tryin' his best to do right by me Truth be told, I ain't like dude (Why not?), I couldn't do what I wanted to (Oh, okay) Leave the house with an attitude, then go link with my other boo
Damn, bitch, you bullshittin' Bitch, I know I'm bullshittin', you don't gotta tell me I'm bullshittin', but listen, bitch It's more to the motherfuckin' story, bitch Just listen (What?) What you mean it's more to the story? What the fuck is goin' on?
He had the money, power, and respect (Uh-huh?) That shit there was gettin' my pussy wet (I feel you) Used to wanna fuck him all night Nigga used to fuck like an old man (Damn) Cummin' fast, couldn't last Dick was trash, I was over that (What the fuck?) Met another nigga in the NFL (Uh-huh?) Throwin' that dick like a quarterback (Damn)
Bitch, I know damn well you ain't start cheatin' on that nigga
Bitch, I was lyin' and cheatin', I was takin' trips every weekend I was with my sneaky link linkin', I was out late night creepin' I had another phone I was hidin', left it on the dresser and he peeped it Before I could snatch it, he was scrollin', all through the messages, readin' Could tell by his facial expressions this nigga 'bouta turn into a demon
Oh my gosh, bitch, he heard That's him? He done motherfuckin' found me in this motherfuckin' closet, bitch Bitch, he got you fucked up Hurry up You here? I'm finna get this nigga Bitch, I'm scared, please hurry up
Bitch, I'm comin' through the door Be quiet, don't talk no more Let me make sure my strap cocked back Okay, I'm ready, let's go Bitch, know you dead-ass wrong I'ma ride with you right or wrong You been playin' these niggas too long Too grown, should've been had your own Chasin' the bags and the gifts All these expensive-ass trips You ain't invest in no business Bitch ain't even on shit, fuck?
Nigga, get the fuck back What the hell, bitch? You a clone or somethin'? Nigga, do I look like a motherfuckin' clone? Bitch, I'm motherfuckin' Jerrica, Big Jerrica to be exact I'm the one that don't give a fuck about no motherfuckin' money, no fame, this internet-ass shit Get the fuck away from that motherfuckin' closet, nigga Bitch, fuck you and Gloss, I'll off both of you pussy-ass hoes Bitch, what the fuck? You just killed this nigga? I know, bitch, now let's get the fuck up outta here Bitch, I love you so fuckin' much, bitch, you just saved my motherfuckin' life Yeah, yeah, bitch, I love you too, ho Stupid-ass bitch, let's goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
