Hello?
Bitch, where you at?
I'm at home, what's wrong?
Bitch, you need to come get me, I'm trapped in the closet at this nigga house
You trapped in the closet, bitch?
I'm over here at this nigga house, the nigga who been trickin' on me, bitch
Bitch, I'm on my way, tell me what's wrong (6lement)
What happened? I'm listenin' (Listen)
Remember that nigga I told you I met when I was at the mall? (Yeah)
Same nigga that bought me that bag at the Chanel store? (Uh-huh, yeah)
He started payin' all of my bills, he say he wanted a family (He said that?)
He started doin' more shit for my kids than my baby daddy (Damn)
He talk nice to me, jewelry store, he put ice on me
Comin' home every night to me (Every night?), tryin' his best to do right by me
Truth be told, I ain't like dude (Why not?), I couldn't do what I wanted to (Oh, okay)
Leave the house with an attitude, then go link with my other boo
Damn, bitch, you bullshittin'
Bitch, I know I'm bullshittin', you don't gotta tell me I'm bullshittin', but listen, bitch
It's more to the motherfuckin' story, bitch
Just listen (What?)
What you mean it's more to the story?
What the fuck is goin' on?
He had the money, power, and respect (Uh-huh?)
That shit there was gettin' my pussy wet (I feel you)
Used to wanna fuck him all night
Nigga used to fuck like an old man (Damn)
Cummin' fast, couldn't last
Dick was trash, I was over that (What the fuck?)
Met another nigga in the NFL (Uh-huh?)
Throwin' that dick like a quarterback (Damn)
Bitch, I know damn well you ain't start cheatin' on that nigga
Bitch, I was lyin' and cheatin', I was takin' trips every weekend
I was with my sneaky link linkin', I was out late night creepin'
I had another phone I was hidin', left it on the dresser and he peeped it
Before I could snatch it, he was scrollin', all through the messages, readin'
Could tell by his facial expressions this nigga 'bouta turn into a demon
Oh my gosh, bitch, he heard
That's him?
He done motherfuckin' found me in this motherfuckin' closet, bitch
Bitch, he got you fucked up
Hurry up
You here?
I'm finna get this nigga
Bitch, I'm scared, please hurry up
Bitch, I'm comin' through the door
Be quiet, don't talk no more
Let me make sure my strap cocked back
Okay, I'm ready, let's go
Bitch, know you dead-ass wrong
I'ma ride with you right or wrong
You been playin' these niggas too long
Too grown, should've been had your own
Chasin' the bags and the gifts
All these expensive-ass trips
You ain't invest in no business
Bitch ain't even on shit, fuck?
Nigga, get the fuck back
What the hell, bitch? You a clone or somethin'?
Nigga, do I look like a motherfuckin' clone?
Bitch, I'm motherfuckin' Jerrica, Big Jerrica to be exact
I'm the one that don't give a fuck about no motherfuckin' money, no fame, this internet-ass shit
Get the fuck away from that motherfuckin' closet, nigga
Bitch, fuck you and Gloss, I'll off both of you pussy-ass hoes
Bitch, what the fuck? You just killed this nigga?
I know, bitch, now let's get the fuck up outta here
Bitch, I love you so fuckin' much, bitch, you just saved my motherfuckin' life
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I love you too, ho
Stupid-ass bitch, let's go
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