Bodied by a singing nigga

To the dude that keeps sending notes to my door talking about Stay away from my shorty, talking about Imma beat yo ass Relax she loves it over here She banging my line all through the week Got her a man but she focused on me Came to my door for some sugar and spice You think your girl's in the grocery line Toxic as hell but her body speaks life Bro you might just lose your shorty for life Cause she got a place she can come anytime We hear you knocking but don't got the time Begin Shawty Tryna f*ck me in the trap house Say she like the way I blow her back out Supposed to be a thug made your girl tap out I give her that good, good love I did not know that her kitty could sing I'm all in her lungs wonder if she could breathe Bop it and rock it then put her to sleep You calling her phone she gone let that shit ring I'm her man for the night you her bro for the week While you all in the streets I be all in her cheeks She all on her knees make me feel like a king I am that fly nigga fucking your queen Shawty Tryna f*ck me in the trap house Say she like the way I blow her back out Supposed to be a thug made your girl tap out Bodied by a singing nigga You ain't think that I could bring it nigga Made your last mistake nigga You sealed your fucking fate nigga Straight out the Homi put it on her body I like your girl cause she smell like Versace Young pretty nigga go ask about me I live in a city where niggas be wilding Turn on the news all you hear bout is violence Looking at me got the eyes of the tiger Don't get confused I'm a lover and Fighter When I pull up got your girl all excited Oh Shawty Tryna f*ck me in the trap house Say she like way I blow her back out You supposed to be a thug made yo girl tap out Oh yea Shawty tryna f*ck me in the trap house Say she like the way I blow her back out Supposed to be a thug made your girl tap out