am new to this shit don't know wat a bar is no nuttin, but decided to write a song bout shits thats goin on wit my life. tell wat yawl think of it, if it succ then it succ if its koo tell me.
C.U.N.T. - C U NEVER TRICK
written by: jt nov. 30 2:45 a.m. - dec. 4 10:10 p.m.
[verse 1]
wat my name up in yo grill tryin to say i broke up u and your girl/
spittin shit to her this and that like it was fact/
makin me look like a class act, who you foolin son/
that ones been done, over cooked my lines you took/
they played out they aint foolin no one/
aint no reason to dip in the past, me and her didnt last/
what makes you so sure yo shits gunna last/
just cause your affection surpassed what i had/
it was my bad it didnt last, but i step bacc look bacc and laugh/
to see it was all bad am glad to be kicked out her pad/
hope you understand this, this aint no diss its pure facts/
not fiction like the shit you shittin no need for a strap/
aint worth goin bacc relivin it, just face it/
we both got stucc in spider ladys web/
dicc between her legs her pussy freshly shaved/
head i kindly gave
[chorus]
i wanna c u never trick apparently me and u fucd the the same bitch/
up in the same nitch my dic up in her shit her drawls hand on my balls/
yo dic up in her jaws aint givin a fuc bout no name calls just late nite booty calls
[verse 2]
am not goin to beat 'round the bush and end this shit/
do yawl a favor and change yawl names to protect the guilty/
why tha fuck yawl blamin me Lani-V/
wanna start this stupid beef again, no wonder we were never friends/
thought we all left this shit in the past, now you wanna bring it back/
silly ass foo, best to move on while you got a bitch to screw/
pointin the finger at you know who, yours truly/
sound like yo' bitch wanna do me, bitch cryin to me/
shits funny yawl got the money, and got no clue on how to treat cha lady/
impregnated wit' my baby, it may sond crazy/
take it as fact or fiction, caught it all in full motion/
lights camera action, who will i be disrespectin
[chorus]
[verse 3]
picture this, picture that wonder who's spittin facts/
i'll let ya somethin' you don't know jack/
get another taste of the cat, and ya wont' wanna go back/
butt crack pussy cat still got traces of my nut sacc/
full maximum thrust multiple nuts i bust/
her words you trust, just wait 'til you get hepititus/
she got hit by the both of us, but listen here i was first, to make it hurt/
so its u cursed wit' the virus
[chorus]
thanks in advanced for ur feed bacc
C.U.N.T. - C U NEVER TRICK
written by: jt nov. 30 2:45 a.m. - dec. 4 10:10 p.m.
[verse 1]
wat my name up in yo grill tryin to say i broke up u and your girl/
spittin shit to her this and that like it was fact/
makin me look like a class act, who you foolin son/
that ones been done, over cooked my lines you took/
they played out they aint foolin no one/
aint no reason to dip in the past, me and her didnt last/
what makes you so sure yo shits gunna last/
just cause your affection surpassed what i had/
it was my bad it didnt last, but i step bacc look bacc and laugh/
to see it was all bad am glad to be kicked out her pad/
hope you understand this, this aint no diss its pure facts/
not fiction like the shit you shittin no need for a strap/
aint worth goin bacc relivin it, just face it/
we both got stucc in spider ladys web/
dicc between her legs her pussy freshly shaved/
head i kindly gave
[chorus]
i wanna c u never trick apparently me and u fucd the the same bitch/
up in the same nitch my dic up in her shit her drawls hand on my balls/
yo dic up in her jaws aint givin a fuc bout no name calls just late nite booty calls
[verse 2]
am not goin to beat 'round the bush and end this shit/
do yawl a favor and change yawl names to protect the guilty/
why tha fuck yawl blamin me Lani-V/
wanna start this stupid beef again, no wonder we were never friends/
thought we all left this shit in the past, now you wanna bring it back/
silly ass foo, best to move on while you got a bitch to screw/
pointin the finger at you know who, yours truly/
sound like yo' bitch wanna do me, bitch cryin to me/
shits funny yawl got the money, and got no clue on how to treat cha lady/
impregnated wit' my baby, it may sond crazy/
take it as fact or fiction, caught it all in full motion/
lights camera action, who will i be disrespectin
[chorus]
[verse 3]
picture this, picture that wonder who's spittin facts/
i'll let ya somethin' you don't know jack/
get another taste of the cat, and ya wont' wanna go back/
butt crack pussy cat still got traces of my nut sacc/
full maximum thrust multiple nuts i bust/
her words you trust, just wait 'til you get hepititus/
she got hit by the both of us, but listen here i was first, to make it hurt/
so its u cursed wit' the virus
[chorus]
thanks in advanced for ur feed bacc