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WTF

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WTF

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(Intro)

Yeah

I wrote a poem the other day

The punch line is what the fuck we gonna do now?

‘Cause you gotta ask yourself that it’s always a situation you get yourself and you be like damn,

What the fuck I’m gonna do now?

(Verse)

When the world turns upside down on my head

And I can’t sleep no longer, eat no longer unless it’s a full course meal up

Tired of boiling water, to cook noodles that cost the quarter

What about stacking deal eyes, bout to pay all my bills,

None the lower, but struggle I feel

My heart’s too cold to warm your soul

My eyes are too closed to see your goals when I can barely see mine

Some will say I’m blind of the fact when

Really I’m just blind by all this AVD lights on your Benz

That make me feel less of a provider ’cause I can’t splurge when I spin

It ain’t worldwide what I dream

Shopping them for hand me downs

Second nature tag on those pants we found

At the flea market, checking for a plea bargain on this shirt

Perhaps you got some work,

I ain’t talking bout nine to five,

More like soaking drive, baking soda powder pies

I can bag up anything you fry,

If you got a ticky I can sell anything you buy

No harmed done my brother, perhaps if I sell to you and you sell to them then,

Then we never sell to one another,

Preach on if you must, two things to remember

Don’t tell on me and don’t use your one pride up

Cause that will surely thrust you into the obits

Longing for things you miss, stuck in 1980’s

Talking about you Prince,

Ain’t nothing appealing about you layin in yo piss and walking in shit

Come up off your hustle, we can ride clean if we sell double

Then them laws come and we fall victim,

To the stare took the big rims, fly niggas on the wrong side of town,

Blowing loud, double cup, both windows down,

That’s when I look at you and you look at me,

And we ask ourselves, what the fuck we gon do now?

(Hook)

What they fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What they fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do? What the fuck we gon do?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do? What the fuck we gon do?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do now?

(Verse)

I scoped him from a mile away

More enticed by the hips I should say

I didn’t see your face until I was front and center

Spitting that kind of game that was fundamental

Yeah I’mma ball of such

After she removed her clutch from seat getting occupied

That checker boy paddle then once again monopolized,

That the Louie, her taste was one of those labels

And her stores was one of those favorites that I heard as a young child,

That everything that glitters ain’t gold,

And some tigers are better left wild,

But that never stopped me and her ring won’t stop her,

As you sip more alcoholic beverages on the roof tops of seduction

Her peanut butter skin blushin with lust for you

To the bathroom she wasn’t in, has to be excused

I think she abuses the substance

But who am I to judge? Don’t want to lose her in ambitions

But wipe away her past to free falling existence,

I know that feeling, so we part of the night, our way as 2 lonely strangers

Intertwined and inter-tangled in a spiral of cat & mouse

I’m ready when you are to hit the room,

To be consoled in your sunshine,

Let’s pretend this ain’t the first time

Let’s pretend I am your man, let’s pretend we both clean and we know it

Perhaps I don’t do this often, perhaps you ain’t as you’re hopin

Maybe this was meant to be, maybe you’re the very woman God sent for me,

In the morning surely I doubt it,

Won’t regret the fact I plan it my seed in your green house

And it sprouted

My mind was too clouded to comprehend your decision

2 months later your stomach will grow from our adulterous conviction

Your husband will surely put 2 and 2 together

That one night when you didn’t come home – it last forever

As we can never let this down,

Your phone call was so profound

‘Cause it kicked you out and you pregnant, it’s over

What the fuck we gon do now?

(Hook)

What they fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What they fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do? What the fuck we gon do?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do? What the fuck we gon do?

What the fuck we gon do now?

What the fuck we gon do now?

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