Your love ain't for me. Till death we break free, I wonder how my life ,just suppose to be,Baby come closely, I might be lonely, my time is coming , your time is too My song like a drug to me ,I can't leave it at all. Mama be drippy, dripping to Dior,Take a couple of clippers and take a couple of strippers and you reap them as you don't mean,I go fast like lightening Marque I go rap,While you read my diary, I made too much mistakes, I'm sorry.I get money, give God glory, I get money hoes keep on coming.I sit down they make me horny, Dripping Beberly to Barbie,(4/4 getting chunky )*2