Intuition

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Sxint Chris

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She in school and got all her teeth
Lil shorty sounding like Debbie that's living cross the street
And them college letter piles came in all this week
See her from the porch the block leaning all off they seat
She knew right from wrong
But got in that caddy cause you like the songs
Now she staring in them review eyes
Father strict but now she fear two guys
One good brain
Focused on them great two thighs and not them sides
He said you could be mother hen of the chicken scratch
Every order served the business keeping the kitchen packed
All I need from you is ya hustle well as kitty cat
Is you hearing that
Ain't nothing clear as that
She got a man that could handle her next
Rough ways she biting lips with a hand on her neck
Fast food but take it easy like it's Panda Express
Ya intuition a mess
Why it ain't kicking in yet
Saint
You really mother earth
See the way you run the turf
That body on sell what's a hundred worth
That life good but you wanted worse
It's bout the struggle so you wanna hurt
Like why you wanna hurt
You really mother earth
See the way you run the turf
That body on sell what's a hundred worth
That life good but you wanted worse
It's bout the struggle so you wanna hurt
Like why you wanna hurt
Sneaking out, never eating out the with them Hors D'oeuvres
Her body got more curves who molding that shape
When you walking a thin line somebody hoping it break
Devils advocate you the hottest what's ya opening take
And them stables getting thick
Signals getting mix you ain't the bottom girl
Just more than likely ya back at the bottom girl
If you a bottle they always tappin that bottom girl
And that's for good luck
Mhm and that's some good stuff
A hood rush you'll get dumped quicker than wood guts
Could've been the purest in the can she let the hood crush
For good bucks a Greek Freak with a good cut
And that's a salary with bonuses you should want
She got the man that could handle her debt
Rough ways she lit a joint with a hand in her dress
Finger food why take it easy you can't handle respect
Ya intuition a mess
Why it ain't kicking in yet
Saint
You really mother earth
See the way you run the turf
That body on sell what's a hundred worth
That life good but you wanted worse
It's bout the struggle so you wanna hurt
Like why you wanna hurt
You really mother earth
See the way you run the turf
That body on sell what's a hundred worth
That life good but you wanted worse
It's bout the struggle so you wanna hurt
Like why you wanna hurt
Had all As
Parents feared this was a long phase
She noticing now the sex turning into a long gaze
Running out of gas you miles along the wrong way
All because you led with the attitude of a Strangè
Strung out wash cloth see what you made of
Ya boyfriend probably the last time you made love
He didn't say much all that pride willingly saved up
He was young and dumb probably putting his first K up
Good with the swipe, now it's outta control
Sky's the limit now dreaming painting clouds on ya toes
Uh
He saw through ya soul paper he knew you would fold
Got a hold on that body yeah he neutered ya soul
Uh, she got a man that got a hand her death
Last lap she limping toward it wit a pep in her step
Last call yeah she could stay but she can't handle regret
Ya intuition a mess
Why it ain't kicking in yet
Saint
That life good but you wanted worse
It's bout the struggle so you wanna hurt
Why you wanna hurt

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