Lil Cayne - Lost One Lyrics

Saw a tall thick and fine yellow
Name needa
Started conversating when I Went over to meet her

Looking like a snack
Got me really wanna eat her
I don't trust hoes, but it's Something about Needa

Got her number
Told her I'll call her later on
Later on came
Now I'm all in her home

Drank
Drank
Bout roll up another Swisher
Heard 3 knocks
I'm like damn bro who is it

She went to the door
And yelled who the hell is it
Its your baby daddy
Girl I just got out of prison

Think
Think
Think
F*ck it, gone let em in
If that nigga trip
I'm busting Homie head in

Trippin
Got me feeling thinking that im
Robert
But nigga I be damn if I hide in The closet

She let me out the back
Before her baby daddy seen her
Had real fun
Guess I'll holla at you Needa

Lost one
Lost one
Lost one

I think a game on
Yea the Mavs play the Wizzards
Phone ringing who is that
Cayne that's ya nigga

Cayne what it do
Nun, bro im chilling
I need to holla at you dawg do you got a minute

Gone and pull up nigga you no where I'm living
Cool ight dats a bet, I'll pull up in 10 minutes

10 Min later
Hear a honk
Here I come bro
Soon as I had opened I see laws At my front door

We just got Tip
You the man with the dope
No must got me confused
Sure you at the right door

He said its not my problem
Heres your warrant there's goes
Put the cufs on me, then he Threw me on the floor

Dat 1 nigga tried to set me up Man trying stay cool
But my mood on 10

Had to let me go
Cause they didn't find nun
Take a L like a man
Plus I had to lose one

Lost one
Lost one
Lost one