A Pat Story, Pt. 1

Middle of december it was winter she was buying gifts Caught her walking out the mall damn yeah she fine and thick Pulled up to her in my foreign yeah let me pop my shit Marc le blanc cologne on my body sent her in a frenzy She gave me her number said tonight she trying to get busy Kind of turned me off for a minute i could see her thirst Her heels was red bottom and her purse was a dooney bourke Her heels was red bottom and her purse was a dooney bourke Was up bruh You sleep Everything good Yeah man shit im just leaving the mall man I just met this bad joint up there man she said her name sacha man They call her sacha fierce though Yeah I heard that bitch on some back door type shit Strap up be easy Nah we just chilling bruh Then I called her later yeah i think it was the afternoon She got real aggressive said she trying to see what's the move Said she got a man but she cool if we get a room I booked the laquinta first floor room one twenty two She knocked at the door a trench coat nothing underneath I said to myself got damn she a super freak She went to the bathroom said she had to freshen up Chillin on the bed ready im gone pipe her up Heard a commotion at the door they kicked in that shit Two niggas dressed in all black both of them with blicks Grab my hitter on the nightstand never leave that shit They get to bussing im ducking but im bussing back and shit Hopped out the window hit the ground rolled on to my back and shit Pulled up to the crib my girl sleep its like three o'clock First thing i do is shower cause im deep in my thoughts Got up in the bed my heart racing and a nigga stressing First thing my girl do turn around and ask this question Where you been Can't win for losing