Soulja Slim

Soulja Slim - Wright Me lyrics

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Write me bitch  I'll write you back  (uh huh)
 I'm locked off in my cell  don't act like that
 Hoe  accept my call  I'll be home in a minute to fuck ya  oh
 Write me bitch  I'll write you back (uh huh)
 I'm locked off in my cell  don't act like that
 Hoe  accept my call  I'll be home in a minute to fuck ya  oh

 What's up old girl  with your big ol' thick ass
 As for me  I'm just chillin'
 I'm waiting on my time to pass
 Right now, I'm writing ya from the hole, I got thirty days
 Can't use the phone, can't get no visits, that shit drive me crazy
 Who ya been fuckin' with since I've been locked down?
 You say nobody, but thats a lie
 Nigga prolly drown, in that pussy
 Cause anotha nigga hittin' it hoe
 But yo, it's cool, cause when you catch it yo, the hoes gets ghost
 But when you touch down, them hoes insist that they be around
 When I was back I tell ya they won't be down
 Or be down now
 Bangin' her once, sometimes I called
 I'm thinkin' bout fuckin' ya like a dog and leave ya hangin'
 You left me hangin', why I can't do the same thangin'
 Playa brawl
 Fuck ya best friend and make ya'll go to war
 Over this slim in the waist, cute in the face ass hoe
 You used to lay the hoe dick down, but I'd give it to 'em sober
 Them hoes don't know how to act
 They be goin' crazy
 Won't shake a nigga up, talkin' about they pregnant with my baby
 At least, that's what you told me
 Now you gave some other nigga the charge
 Actin' bad don't want jokes man

 Chorus

 Uh-huh
 My boy told me that he fucked ya and ducked ya
 And bought ya pair a jeans outta structure, ya musta
 Thought you was playin' catch back
 Might as well give all my people the pussy
 If you gon' do it like that
 Cause I can give a lully mothafuck
 If you gon' give pussy, to discos, fever with dubs
 Just keep it in the family
 Like that dark bitch Dana did
 Ya understand me?
 We ran throught that hoe, like we used to run in the Millia
 Ya best a have ya vest on, that pussy there will kill ya
 But yo, she was a down bitch
 Not the ordinary clown bitch, that like to hang around bitch
 And smoke all ya weed up
 She get a buckle just for being her
 So we get dee'd up
 And she gon' break it off soon as I hit that world
 I want the money, don't gimme no pearl, don't gimme no girl
 And if I get in touch right now I bet she jokes a nigga
 Like what?
 Like she's 'posed to nigga
 So won't ya

 Chorus

 My fo-sho bitch
 She got me sick
 She way outta town gettin' full of that dick
 She's not jossin' me
 But I know, one mothafuckin' thing I throw that hoe
 She's comin' back, like a boomerang
 But, I'm gon' duck and dodge her
 Lookin' for some overshore pussy
 If I ever get caught in this situation, nig, she gon' joss with me
 Until I let it go
 She be a head over heel hoe
 Behind who?
 Behind Soulja Slim
 I wrote this rap for the niggaz doin' time
 But they supposed to be your lady on they mothafuckin' mind, now
 You know a hoe gon' be a hoe
 And a nigga gon' be a nigga
 For sho so how ya figure?
 That your old lady keepin' it tight
 She told ya that she loved ya on the phone, and just got fucked last night
 Now how I know that self explanatory shits
 Elementary hoes been gettin' full of that dick soon as that nigga touch the
 pennitentary
 At random, cause I done slammed to say my man in jail
 Bitch I can't tell, cause you ain't give me the pussy yet
 And I'ma vet
 I got some violent conversation
 And I'ma hit because them tits a mothafucker

 Well, why don't you, hook a nigga up, yeah?
 Write me bitch, I'll write you back


 I'm locked off in my cell, don't act like that
 Yeah, think about a nigga, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Write me bitch, I'll write you back
 I'm locked off in my cell, don't act like that
 (fade till end
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: No Limit Records

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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