"Mr. Richards"

Next message received at 10:24 pm

Yeah, uh, good afternoon
This is Mr. Richards, uh, uh
I'm tryin' to reach T-Timbaland, uh, uh
Timba-Timba [Incomprehensible]

Uh, you had my daughter all motherf*cking night
And I don't know, and I don't want my motherf*cking daughter
I don't know goddamn Timbaland, and no trees, and no
I don't, not like that

I know you do, you love music, dancing on your videos and stuff
But if I have to catch at my motherf*cking house with my daughter
I'm gon' do something to you
I'm gon' break all the pieces goddamn tree
I want you motherf*cking ass, you heard me?

Stephenie is a good girl, she goes to church
And she belonged to the usher boy
And you won't f*ck her life up, bye

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2018 Bee Lyrics.Net