[Intro: Phone Message]
(Next message)
Um, I'm sorry, but, did I do something to you that you are not answering my calls or returning my calls, answering my texts, something, I mean how did you go from completely fine to you don't wanna talk at all? I mean, come on, what's the problem? I need one thing done, it should not be that hard, you'd break your leg for everybody else
[Hook: Darrein Safron]
I fired her, she want a bl**job back no throw back (no throw back)
You f**in' the pictures in your Kodak photo jack (photo jackin')
She loco, she loco, she makin' it postal (postal)
She lookin' real bozo, she sayin' she missin' me all on the social
That is a no no
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
When she was interviewed
She treated big Donnie like dinner food
Was listening to the Carter IV interlude
When she was done I was deflated like an inner tube
She was totally naked with tennis shoes
She looked up and said "did I win or lose?"
I said you's a winner not a beginner
Her name was Caitlyn, not Bruce Jenner dude
She took the s**ing real serious
But that sh** got older than Sirius
Too much of me made her a leery b**h
Trippin', especially the week of her period
That PMS did not make a n***a reinvest
In her eatin' that, if I kept her working a n***a be in debt
So you being X'ed ain't no seeing Tech
Before that sh** she was a good worker
Really unique shaft and hood jerker
Simply by s**ing a n***a would burst her
Into a vaginal ocean but the wood cursed her
She a sug thirster, s**ing on my sugar stick
I'm telling you this stupid b**h could murder (a dick)
My security stopped the blood merger
Now she stood further (a bit)
She make my legs sway, thinkin 'bout how she would beg, A
n***a usually payed when she said pay
My n***a she made some really good headway
She still be trying to segway in my bed, hey
My Jon'll jump
But I fired her even though she never had a bad head day
Donald Trump! (Fire that b**h!)
[Hook: Darrein Safron] (x2)
I fired her, she want a bl**job back no throw back (no throw back)
You f**in' the pictures in your Kodak photo jack (photo jackin')
She loco, she loco, she makin' it postal (postal)
She lookin' real bozo, she sayin' she missin' me all on the social
That is a no no (Donald Trump)
[Verse 2: Stevie Stone]
(Yo!) When I met her she was doubtable
She would run it back into receiver
She would drive a couple of hours to clean up the crib
Then f** me then feed me the type a chick a n***a thought that he needed
She would cum right when she leaving
She love rolling me up the loud and talk real quiet when speaking
This sh** was gravy though, kit and caboodle amazing though
Never minded the fel**tio, got up on the town
Bad b**hes come around, get a freebie daily though
Down the line try to play me bro, wrote down on my profiles
On the socials, got to tweeting out, b**h flipped out
So I flossed more, no more energy
I done sit the box of Frosty Mini Wheats
She replied, "your a** is offending me, almost spazzed now, Stone you k**ing me"
She's a bad b**h but she postal
Plus the penny, they seen the so cold show
She's a psycho b**h up on the social
b**h I've been tryin' not to expose ya, losing my mind
Tell me how many times (how many times)
How many times I keep tellin' your a** quit hittin' my line
This motion's expired, and no need for any reply
This here is one of the reasons, one of the reasons your a** got fired
[Hook: Darrein Safron] (x2)
I fired her, she want a bl**job back no throw back (no throw back)
You f**in' the pictures in your Kodak photo jack (photo jackin')
She loco, she loco, she makin' it postal (postal)
She lookin' real bozo, she sayin' she missin' me all on the social
That is a no no (Donald Trump)