[CMT]
Yo Ski man, we got to talk bout that bitch, man.
Let's try to dog us out, you know what I'm saying?
Fake ass bitch.
[E-A-Ski]
Oh you little slut,
you didn't think we'd know.
Fucking niggaz from L.A. to Oakland
like the neighborhood hoe.
How the hell can i explaine this?
Man, you're one hell of a gaming bitch.
You try to have our back,
I should have knew you were phony
when you made up the fake contracts.
You got married only to protect your child.
You didn't know your work would go fucking wild.
In season the middle now I gots to break,
because a motherfucker took all day in take.
You motherfucker lying tramp bitch,
stayed in Oakland and had hickey's
on your face and shit. The nigga code is 105,
confront this to your face you would
swear up and down, I'm lying. But I don't give a fuck,
just leave me alone and you can fuck your way back home.
Oakland, Cal ain't the place for you no more.
Cross my fo', I'm going to have to shoot the hoe.
Because you pushed your fucking luck,
and speaking of fucking,
huh you little fucking slut.
[CMT]
Your a hoe, hoe, hoe (Your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
Your a hoe, hoe, hoe (Your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
Your a hoe, hoe, hoe (Your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
Your a hoe, hoe, hoe (Your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
[E-A-Ski]
Lie after lie, after lie
you think you're getting by.
You say you go to church, you go to hell when you die.
You got your husbend going tripping,
because he believes everything you say and gives the okay.
I wouldn't be so blind.
You know she's tripping up the ass almost everytime.
She stuck her foot out here,
and you wonder why she come back home full of cheer.
Wake up nigga and beat the bitch down.
She used us so she could sleep around.
She brought her boys to L.A. so she can
fuck Tre. Didn't you miss that bitch
for a couple of days? She kept the same clothes on,
afraid as hell to take her blaShe was kind of fragile
And she had a lot to grapple with
But basically she kept
It all inside
Childlike and effervescent
With a well of pain
The depth of I could not imagine
If I tried
Never thought that I
Would hear them say
Twister went and threw it all away
She was kind of magical
Her laughter sent you casually
Floating through a moment
Of release
Dear God, it's all so tragic
And I'll never have the chance
To feel the closure
That I untimately need
No, I never dreamed
That there would come a time
Twister'd go and leave it all behind
Lord I pray she's found some peace
And her soul's somewhere at ease
Yeah I'm feeling kind of fragile
And I've got a lot to handle
But I guess this is my way
Of saying goodbye