tell me a story.

This is a little story About sharing your secrets with me Yeah Take my guidance and direction I give authority to the sorority I love girls, girls, girls Baby, you can have my affection I'm a boss, you a boss You must have supervision You can see the life that we destined to be living I don't care who's calling I'm fucking bitches who look like Hailey Baldwin And they all in I lift your spirits off these spirits like a dumbbell In a nutshell, her head was on Cornell Now it's farewell Please take my leadership I can help you excel I can equip you for heaven or hell I got your panic on my fingertips Iceberg wrists on your hips I could sink a ship I'm a spokesperson for those not working I'm so urban, still I dissect And collect like a surgeon Baby, tell me what's hurting Share your secrets Lay back and close the curtains When I'm not here I know you talk about it Say it now Make me proud That's the end of the story