Lyrics from (Kay)I'm with two bad bitches in the hotel

ain't the only thing that's on my mindBut

fiestaJustine and in the AM come and get

PND & say that you love meIf you

mine for nowUntil I get you mad somehowYou're mine

stop lookin' for loveGirl, you're young you still got

these bitches want from a 1: some

1: me, I deserve itNuh time to have you

sorry that I didn't realizeThat we're meant to beGirl

down a broken roadDrowned in the tears of a hurting

Picante was thee pace we was onSlow it downSpeed it upSame

sing to meBaby, sing to meBaby, don't you play 'bout

spent more nightsCoulda changed your lifeWe woulda been alrightAll these

1: Erykah make sense nowShit just got real, time

a time for you to join the conversationPutting good use

Persian Rugs, but she's from NicaraguaThought you was Persian, loveAre we

this real or pill love?Tell me if there really is

Preach 1: these sermons as verses flipping through verses

hey, oh nah nah, take don't care if my

1: I hate the fast talking, fast walking, fast