Paris Melan - One Thing

One thing fasho 2 things for certain
Things only got harder when my dad left
Lost every bit of patience that I had left
Mama gave it everything that she had left
Back then it was tough no acceptions
Homophobic but Dey love when women have sex
Niggas love to punt fake like a jab step
Had em singing all my songs doing half steps
Yup, the jiggs up i win u lose
Really hate me but be tryna play it cool
Ex dropped the ball , like a fumble he hurting
My songs lit got the bad bitches twerking
Lil brother locked up , till it's backwards screaming free lil jay
Lil sis got my heart itll be okay
grew up in the trenches ain't gone be no saints
Linwood to any hood we gone be okay
If you a bird I sprinkle bread to the pigeons
It's this one boy that got me smitten
Body smoking hot and dick hit different
When he hit my spot I be like ohoooooooohoooo
I stay alert won't catch me slipping
If we ever out in public just know he tipping
Okayyyyy.
Give him back like it's thanksgiving
Point me to a chick ,
That's better
Ohhhhhhhh?
Issa motor city midnight
So I gotta get high
Ion fuck wit bums
Cut em off like Tina did Ike
switched da lane
Turning up I gotta get right
Riding through the city its a motor city midnight
They ain't got no sense but bitches know I got the insight
Another bitches shine couldn't ever dem a bitch light
Addicted to money.
They thirsty for some quick likes
I'm riding up Mack it's a motor city mid night
If it ain't making money then I tell them bitches carry on
Quarter in my purse , bitch I snuck it on my carry on
name be holding weight I'm they one they love to carry on
very much obsessed like the song Mariah carrrie own.
Shout out to halle can be sweet but I'll bury/berry hos
I may fuck him once , but I'm never gonna merry hoes
Plotting on a bad bitch , now you at ya burial
Bitches got no courage now they looking just like Muriel
If you a bird I sprinkle bread to the pigeons
It's this one boy that got me smitten
Body smoking hot and dick hit different
When he hit my spot I be like ohoooooooohoooo
I stay alert won't catch me slipping
If we ever out in public just know he tipping
Okayyyyy.
Give him back like it's thanksgiving
Point me to a chick ,
That's better
Ohhhhhhhhhhh?
You know what; I been through a whole lot of shit, but it never defined me!
Let's go!

Written by:
Marteniz Harris

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