Harlot

Oh, me Oh my, oh What am I to do? Oh, me Oh my, oh Looks pretty much like I'm through Shit was all good just a week ago Better yet, twenty-four hours Right when she got out of the shower, she screamin' louder I'm smashing hoe's— couldn't trust them if you paid me to Couldn't last a minute in my world if I gave 'em a future The prettiest mistake ever She got that total package so, um, you don't know no better Any other dude woulda' been like, "Dog, forget her" But wait, you can't Cause you can't find something you hate Now ain't that about a bitch? They see somethin' you don't so they gonn' keep talkin' shit You swear up and down, when you go left she make it right She's so legit Legit? Until your boys hit you with that list She's somebody you can't see without Next time you're in the club everybody screamin' out: Oh, me Oh my, oh What am I to do? Oh, me Oh my, oh Looks pretty much like I'm through Shit was all good; she said you can get what you paid for And she can't take no days off Got fired, now she claims she got laid off Hope she know she ain't gettin' paid off See, why they all wanna get involved? She said, "I'd do it for a good price" Well, she ain't say it, but face it—you could tell she want it all Her mama said she'll make a good wife That's the reason why she could suck it through my drawers That's classic—better provide the plastic Ain't a believer; never did serious magic Gotta' give her the rerun, headed back, whasshappenin'? Welcome her to that upper-class life The next day she absent (deuces) She headed back down South with an accent Askin': "Do they have a beauty pageant for asses? Front of the class chick—no glasses They runnin' through her; she gonn' need some passes She's somebody you can't see without Next time you're in the club everybody screamin' out: Oh, me Oh my, oh What am I to do? Oh, me Oh my, oh Looks pretty much like I'm through Shit was all good; she said you can get what you paid for And she can't take no days off Got fired, now she claims she got laid off Hope she know she ain't gettin' paid off And you already know what her main task is: Full access to all your shit Her grandmamma says she' gonn' need some practice Funny part is they all ain't got shit A grown ass woman—you already know what she about Cause everybody in the fam couldn't be without the glam I don't blame her though Look at it from an angle though A newborn that become a: Oh, me Oh my, oh What am I to do? Oh, me Oh my, oh Looks pretty much like I'm through Shit was all good; she said you can get what you paid for And she can't take no days off Got fired, now she claims she got laid off Hope she know she ain't gettin' paid off