Seven - Fired lyrics

[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)