You only comment on my pictures - to let hoes know you still in the picture
You get all yo game from yo sister when yo sister a single mom wit 2 children
I text good morning then I ask how you feeling
I just got some whorish ways to get out my system
Didn't you say give you honesty
I'm recording right now so quit calling me - it's starting to feel like you stalking me
At first you was cool now you bothering me - you pretty as f*ck but you not for me
I told her I ain't have no bitch at the booth I hope she don't pop up to see
She wanna know what's up wit me
After I f*ck you bitches duds to me
She told me she in love wit me
I told her you should stop letting these niggas f*ck for free
How can you give me a taste of my own medicine?
When you are not somebody that I'm invested in
I hope you've learned your lesson get to stepping bitch
You lose I got a bag and we both know this dick is better than that pussy
Jose Reece - Medicine Lyrics
Jose Reece - Medicine Lyrics
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You only comment on my pictures - to let hoes know you still in the picture
You get all yo game from yo sister when yo sister a single mom wit 2 children
I text good morning then I ask how you feeling
I just got some whorish ways to get out my system
Didn't you say give you honesty
I'm recording right now so quit calling me - it's starting to feel like you stalking me
At first you was cool now you bothering me - you pretty as f*ck but you not for me
I told her I ain't have no bitch at the booth I hope she don't pop up to see
She wanna know what's up wit me
After I f*ck you bitches duds to me
She told me she in love wit me
I told her you should stop letting these niggas f*ck for free
How can you give me a taste of my own medicine?
When you are not somebody that I'm invested in
I hope you've learned your lesson get to stepping bitch
You lose I got a bag and we both know this dick is better than that pussy
You get all yo game from yo sister when yo sister a single mom wit 2 children
I text good morning then I ask how you feeling
I just got some whorish ways to get out my system
Didn't you say give you honesty
I'm recording right now so quit calling me - it's starting to feel like you stalking me
At first you was cool now you bothering me - you pretty as f*ck but you not for me
I told her I ain't have no bitch at the booth I hope she don't pop up to see
She wanna know what's up wit me
After I f*ck you bitches duds to me
She told me she in love wit me
I told her you should stop letting these niggas f*ck for free
How can you give me a taste of my own medicine?
When you are not somebody that I'm invested in
I hope you've learned your lesson get to stepping bitch
You lose I got a bag and we both know this dick is better than that pussy
Writer: Justin Hunter
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