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soulja slim - wright me lyrics

chorus:
write me b-tch i’ll write you back (uh huh)
i’m locked off in my cell don’t act like that
hoe accept my call i’ll be home in a minute to f-ck ya oh
write me b-tch i’ll write you back (uh huh)
i’m locked off in my cell don’t act like that
hoe accept my call i’ll be home in a minute to f-ck ya oh

what’s up old girl with your big ol’ thick -ss
as for me i’m just chillin’
i’m waiting on my time to p-ss
right now, i’m writing ya from the hole, i got thirty days
can’t use the phone, can’t get no visits, that sh-t drive me crazy
who ya been f-ckin’ with since i’ve been locked down?
you say n-body, but that’s a lie
n-gg- prolly drown, in that p-ssy
cause anotha n-gg- hittin’ it hoe
but yo, it’s cool, cause when you catch it yo, the hoes gets ghost
but when you touch down, them hoes insist that they be around
when i was back i tell ya they won’t be down
or be down now
bangin’ her once, sometimes i called
i’m thinkin’ bout f-ckin’ ya like a dog and leave ya hangin’
you left me hangin’, why i can’t do the same thangin’
playa brawl
f-ck ya best friend and make ya’ll go to war
over this slim in the waist, cute in the face -ss hoe
you used to lay the hoe d-ck down, but i’d give it to ’em sober
them hoes don’t know how to act
they be goin’ crazy
won’t shake a n-gg- up, talkin’ about they pregnant with my baby
at least, that’s what you told me
now you gave some other n-gg- the charge
actin’ bad don’t want jokes man

chorus

uh-huh
my boy told me that he f-cked ya and ducked ya
and bought ya pair a jeans outta structure, ya musta
thought you was playin’ catch back
might as well give all my people the p-ssy
if you gon’ do it like that
cause i can give a lully mothaf-ck
if you gon’ give p-ssy, to discos, fever with dubs
just keep it in the family
like that dark b-tch dana did
ya understand me?
we ran throught that hoe, like we used to run in the millia
ya best a have ya vest on, that p-ssy there will kill ya
but yo, she was a down b-tch
not the ordinary clown b-tch, that like to hang around b-tch
and smoke all ya weed up
she get a buckle just for being her
so we get dee’d up
and she gon’ break it off soon as i hit that world
i want the money, don’t gimme no pearl, don’t gimme no girl
and if i get in touch right now i bet she jokes a n-gg-
like what?
like she’s ‘posed to n-gg-
so won’t ya

chorus

my fo-sho b-tch
she got me sick
she way outta town gettin’ full of that d-ck
she’s not jossin’ me
but i know, one mothaf-ckin’ thing i throw that hoe
she’s comin’ back, like a boomerang
but, i’m gon’ duck and dodge her
lookin’ for some oversh-r- p-ssy
if i ever get caught in this situation, nig, she gon’ joss with me
until i let it go
she be a head over heel hoe
behind who?
behind soulja slim
i wrote this rap for the n-gg-z doin’ time
but they supposed to be your lady on they mothaf-ckin’ mind, now
you know a hoe gon’ be a hoe
and a n-gg- gon’ be a n-gg-
for sho so how ya figure?
that your old lady keepin’ it tight
she told ya that she loved ya on the phone, and just got f-cked last night
now how i know that self explanatory sh-ts
elementary hoes been gettin’ full of that d-ck soon as that n-gg- touch the
pennitentary
at random, cause i done slammed to say my man in jail
b-tch i can’t tell, cause you ain’t give me the p-ssy yet
and i’ma vet
i got some violent conversation
and i’ma hit because them t-ts a mothaf-cker

well, why don’t you, hook a n-gg- up, yeah?
write me b-tch, i’ll write you back

i’m locked off in my cell, don’t act like that
yeah, think about a n-gg-, yeah, yeah, yeah
write me b-tch, i’ll write you back
i’m locked off in my cell, don’t act like that
(fade till end

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