Jon Swaii - Rules to This (feat. Og Keesh) Lyrics

She just a small town chick getting f*cked on the regular
Paper chasing all late night, i stay high
I'm creeping on her ya, I'm creeping on her yeah
Pussy pharaphenailia poker face when I call her yeah

I pay for her dam, no dates though
We connect on the physical, she stay cold
She said she been that way since a day old
Cleopatra, her pussy play gold

Caught like a crack addict shooting that black magic
F*cking like two rabbits, leaking why you standing?
Cum dripping down her panties, she say she dressing an distressing she start to panic...

Knocking on the door, it's that Nigga again
She leave quicker then she came, that's the distance again
I gotta take what's mine homie, I don't mean to offend
Death sentence for you means we together again

See her walk out the room, another lesson depends on my move
Blow the fuse, blow the whistle again
I'll blow your head out your back bone
She got what you want she gets what I need
Count it all up bring it all back to me
Whos the Mack
15 get 15 minutes or better
Suck you so good lipstick don't even mess up
25, upstairs She'll really f*ck ya head up
Pussy thoroughbred give a trick singing lessons
That's my bitch, my mvp pick
She look so dam delicious when she bringing daddy chips
Got these junkies falling in love
She get out there and make it do what it does
F*ck them other hoes I rather Focus on us
You my foundation without her My plan would crumble to dust
And I can't have that
Hoes a-ten-hut, walk down a line of back slaps
See baby we make magic, cus we don't make problems
Mindset don't gotta have it