VERSE 1

Yeah i swear a need another one

Sex good that's the reason why i love her son

I mean for real she my miss.smith and a nigga a'int talking bout will

All dam day fighting

Then all night piping

I don't know if she find this shit exciting

Shorty act way to trifling

But i like it

When them thighs in air

Tell me lies i don't care

Im so prepared

To handle when you switch gears

Plus a nigga gets his lies in

So it a'int surpriseing

Shorty put a check on my phone like Verizon

Too many affairs (a fair) that's why we on this roller coaster

And ey look i know the end is getting closer

But i know how to end them fights

With a box of magums and a cigarette to like like like like

HOOK

Do i make shit wrong, do I make it wrong

Do I make shit wrong, do I make it wrong

It's wrong it's wrong it's wrong, it's wrong

VERSE 2

Look why she always got an answer

I thought i had that bullock like Sandra

Until she cut up all my closes in the hamper

Type of shit a need a nigga need catch on camera

Wanna leave a nigga with a black eye fergie

So i act like an ass Eddie Murphy

Swear she don't deserve me

But when ever she serve me

She hop up on this dick and ride it like it's the derby

Fuck all night t'ill a nigga gasp up

Got her hitting bogeys like she trying get her masters

Ey and i think im good fella

Why i see through this ho soul like Cinderella

So constructed and pinned together

You bout talking about last forever

When you kill my endeavors

It a'int getting no better

But i know how to kill them problems

Maybe a little Jodeci and Hennessy will really solve em

HOOK

Do I make shit wrong , do I make it wrong

Do I make shit wrong , do I make it wrong

It's wrong it's wrong it's wrong, it's wrong

VERSE 3

Now lets get intimate

You look so sweet a nigga might need insulin

I wanna hit that intersection

Fast like the intersection

Cause your curves your hips got me thinking blessing

But your nerves your shit got me not interested

A verb a bitch got me getting arrested

But dam girl put on that lingerie

Cause you got an ass that would make devil pray god dam baby

Y'all messing again yea no maybe

I belive she love yea thats crazy

I been thinking about fits lately

Make me wanna switch ladies

Or be a freeman without miss dasiy

I been thinking about all her action

And how bring up all my pass shit

Cause she know she attacking my passion

I pray she got her helmet on when i decide to crash this

OUTRO

And I don't wanna fight no more

And I don't wanna fight no more

There's the door

You can leave

Let me be.....