Pillow Talk

Man, the chick doin' pillow talk
Tellin' em' secret shit while he drill her off
Shorty you foul you need ya chin tapped
Off with the jewelry, money, pass the keys to Benz back
Who hat is this?
Bitch done lost her motherfuckin' marbles
Bring a nigga home to my nice shit, Barbedienne marble
Flat screen TV’s in this bitch like at BB’s
Abbreviation for Best Buy, things about to be Left Eye
Cat playin' while the dog was out cakin'
Showin' kids out a state, how to bake without a apron
Head for the crib unannounced and you actin' startled
Two drinkin' cups, a Cristal Rosé bottle
And the fuckin' sheets on the bed look disheveled
Bitch you got the nerve to act mad cause I won’t hug you
Baby I back out on you, show you what a thug do
Leave your ass somewhere in the woods, turn in to bug food
I’m seein' Ginger from Casino in this whore face
Every last dollar better be in my floor safe
I see the lies in your eyes, can’t even talk straight
I switchblade bubble scar your thighs like a North Face
Should’ve known better than fuck with a pigeon head
Should a just came for the brain like Return Of The Living Dead
Should grab the gun with the biggest lead
And give it to her, put two through her
Ruger in her soup cooler
Instead I’ll remove the jewels from the Jewish jewelers
It’s back to the sewer, you ain’t worth a prison bed
Coattail rider how long you thought the journey last?
Turned the girl to a lady, high heels and a Hermès bag
Bothers the soul that the cunt would call her attorney, mad
You ain’t know nothing bout' upper scale livin'
Til' a nigga snatched you up, gave you Dutches and well vision
Custom tailor stitching, the butler, maid, kitchen drippin'
?? rocked up with scales sniffin'
Both wrists all icy like fuckin' hail hit em
You know ya' played yourself I see it in your sad eyes
Games over baby, say goodnight to the bad guy