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meatspady - miss carrie lyrics

they out here k!lling us it’s getting scary
so i wrote a letter for you miss carrie
i know you all alone in this world on your own
mentally you a baby but your body say you grown
it’s hard to understand you never really seen a man
so you became a victim to the first to hold your hand
i pray to god that you can find some guidance on your journey
before the day you live up to your name upon that gurney

a young girl with the dreams of being of wife
two kids a picket fence yeah that kinda life
she never once intended on things not going right
oblivious that she could fall victim to all the strife
she was living her best life calamari and rice
no hard liquor cause champagne got her nice
not a drug user her mother was an abuser
every now and then she might indulge in some hookah
the quiet type not the kind who making mad noise
her only vice she was addicted to them bad boys
i’m talking in and out of jail dirt under his finger nails
tatted tear drops when he cried you couldn’t tell
rather rot in a cell before he working in sales
she in her 5th year graduating from yale
it was love at first sight when they saw each other face
he need a public defender guess who was on his case
they out here k!lling us it’s getting scary
so i wrote a letter for you miss carrie
i know you all alone in this world on your own
mentally you a baby but your body say you grown
it’s hard to understand you never really seen a man
so you became a victim to the first to hold your hand
i pray to god that you can find some guidance on your journey
before the day you live up to your name upon that gurney

not guilty was the verdict he cried when he heard it
how could he ever thank her she just got him off a murder
he invited her out hoping that she was with the sh+ts
she told him it falls under the client attorney privileges
reservations for two, red wine it’s candle lit
mood was if i go there with you can you handle it
boy smoother then usher words rhyming like busta
ain’t lay a finger on her got her feeling like he touched her
all night he thanked her treated her with the upmost
intellectual convo appreciating the up close
and personal a gentleman did everything he pose to do
way too much in common for them not to be too socialable
he was raised by his father his mother was on drugs
she never knew her father her mother was on drugs
both longed for love body’s yearned for l+st
one night stand ain’t in the plans, but wassup?
they out here k!lling us it’s getting scary
so i wrote a letter for you miss carrie
i know you all alone in this world on your own
mentally you a baby but your body say you grown
it’s hard to understand you never really seen a man
so you became a victim to the first to hold your hand
i pray to god that you can find some guidance on your journey
before the day you live up to your name upon that gurney

sixty days in, he got more than a friend
sixty days in, she forgot about her friend
two whole months of pure bliss no drama
she thinking maybe i should take him home to my momma
he already told his father now he can’t wait to meet her
like who this girl that turn my son to faithful from a cheater
happily ever after moving to greener pastures
pregnant with his child the start of another chapter
3am lying in bed she feeling a pain
lift the sheet turn on the light she see a stain
scared to death shaking she crying screaming his name
he wake up to crying and notice this ain’t a game
speeding to the spital he see that it’s looking bad
her mom was on the way, he on the phone with his dad
when they arrived her mother and his father locked eyes
why carrie miscarried was no longer a surprise

- meatspady lyrics

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