Absolut-P - Hope Skate

(Uh-oh, close the door)
Prolly think she so fly
Get locked down, she won’t send no kite
They, hatin’ on me, still sleep good at night
She, suck the dick good, real good, don’t bite it
Aye, boyfriend mad his stage name ain’t piped up
Ya boyfriend mad his streams ain’t pumping
Remember, performing at Hope Skate
All them little hoes tired to hug me
Got her sippin’ dark tequila, she light skinned
I don’t even think she want it
Ex left me with a icebox, nah, I don’t want no lovin
Pull up at QT, lean in a slushy
Might pop a pill in the bathroom, like fuck it
Go and crack a seal, since you say that you love it
Niggas gonna tax like you providing entertainment
Niggas gon’ wack, you on first name basis
Can’t go back, that business vanquished
Watch who you do business with, they gangster
Call ya phone, not say shit, Crank Yankers
Drugs I’m on heavy like a anchor
Prolly’ why I cuss like sailor
Told her I don’t court, no bailiff
Told her, give me the pussy, da dumb way
I’m a smart ass, bitch I’m Tahj Mowry
Spit out a movie, forgot what to call it
I’m off the drugs, they physical harming
Got cha’ security codes, I’m on your college
Fuck on a bitch, I’m hogging and doggin
Choke up a bitch like carbon monoxide
She think that I’m def, she brown and foxy
My bro help yo load, he work at Tide
Niggas out scared, I heard that they hiding
That choe I get I ain’t running’ for it
That choe I get, like I got unemployment
Niggas heat up, and it’s four in the morning
My bitch is mad, I’m up, and I’m high
Aye, my molly plug me, said he on the way
I said is it good, he said it’s great
She said she had a bitch for me, now it’s a rave
I don’t care, as long as you skate
I’mma still be ahead, crochet
Four beans, core water, Bobby Boucher
She a rich girl cause her daddy paid
All on a bitch, just like a birthmark
I hit it first, I’m Ray J, got a head start
I, kilted it, yeah, tombstone
Thought it was delivery, nah, this a Tombstone
Smokin’ mimosa, I got a good head high
Say that’s your woman, I know where her bed at
Fall in, late, like a red eye
Raw dick her, no caption the home movie
Still don’t give a fuck about what y’all doing

Written by:
Stevin Taylor

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