Never left me in my misery
Place so much on my shoulders
But took it off when they got half they shyt recovered
Never would I betray my sistas for no nigga
This include baby daddy's, future husbands and other niggas
They cried with me but never really for me
Understand when tears were meant
Held that shyt back cause the situation didn't call for it
We break records in our own crew
Even when we not in the mood we still come thru
These are my ride a die sistas
So many niggas shouldn't trust us
We pass yo dick around making you think you famous
Only if you knew boredom struck
Rock Paper Scissors we had amongst us
You thought we were lonely
Excuse me nigga we were just horny
And you happy cus you smashing homies
Thinking you leaving us cottonmouth and thirsty
Each of us wanted specific
She wanted head, she wanted dick
I wanted your hands cus yo dick n mouf wasn't worthy
Cut throat are my sistas
Forever together are my sistas
....too funny
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