Chorus:
Write me b**h, 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** ya, oh
Write me b**h, 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** ya, oh
What's up old girl, with your big ol' thick a**
As for me, I'm just chillin'
I'm waiting on my time to pa**
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** drive me crazy
Who ya been f**in' with since I've been locked down?
You say nobody, but thats a lie
n***a prolly drown, in that p**y
Cause anotha n***a 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**in' ya like a dog and leave ya hangin'
You left me hangin', why I can't do the same thangin'
Playa brawl
f** ya best friend and make ya'll go to war
Over this slim in the waist, cute in the face a** hoe
You used to lay the hoe dick 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***a up, talkin' about they pregnant with my baby
At least, that's what you told me
Now you gave some other n***a the charge
Actin' bad don't want jokes man
Chorus
Uh-huh
My boy told me that he f**ed 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**y
If you gon' do it like that
Cause I can give a lully mothaf**
If you gon' give p**y, to discos, fever with dubs
Just keep it in the family
Like that dark b**h 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**y there will k** ya
But yo, she was a down b**h
Not the ordinary clown b**h, that like to hang around b**h
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***a
Like what?
Like she's 'posed to n***a
So won't ya
Chorus
My fo-sho b**h
She got me sick
She way outta town gettin' full of that dick
She's not jossin' me
But I know, one mothaf**in' thing I throw that hoe
She's comin' back, like a boomerang
But, I'm gon' duck and dodge her
Lookin' for some overshore p**y
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***az doin' time
But they supposed to be your lady on they mothaf**in' mind, now
You know a hoe gon' be a hoe
And a n***a gon' be a n***a
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**ed last night
Now how I know that self explanatory sh**s
Elementary hoes been gettin' full of that dick soon as that n***a touch the
Pennitentary
At random, cause I done slammed to say my man in jail
b**h I can't tell, cause you ain't give me the p**y yet
And I'ma vet
I got some violent conversation
And I'ma hit because them tits a mothaf**er
Well, why don't you, hook a n***a up, yeah?
Write me b**h, I'll write you back
I'm locked off in my cell, don't act like that
Yeah, think about a n***a, yeah, yeah, yeah
Write me b**h, I'll write you back
I'm locked off in my cell, don't act like that
(fade till end)