MsSupa - Dreams Lyrics

Broke snitches and bitches
Try'nna do wrong to get riches
F*ck with ghetto princes
Using money as incentive
Greed holding them captive
You wonder where the respect is
Strut in front of churches
Tryna fill cash in their purses
Block ears to curses
Don't wanna but then they force it
Short skirts in cold weather
Trynna make a profit
Off it, f*ck guilt,
Money comes from hard dicks
Older politicians who claim this shit is illegal
They're words are lethal,
Sting harder than a needle
They'll take your soul and leave you looking at the ceiling
50 bucks worth of screaming, he comes and so now he's gleaming
You don't like this but you hustle for more penis
What's next on the menu, I guess you'll have to suck his penis
Sister I don't feel this but then somebody's gotta do it
Sister I don't feel this but then somebody's gotta do it

I've got dreams
I've got dreams
I've got dreams
I've got dreams
To find a way out

Some do it 9-5 in their office in Hyde Park
You do it night to night by the corner close to the park
Staying hidden in the dark
F*cking husbands that are dogs
They'll take your pride
F*ck you hard than they're off
To their kids and Mrs
They're Mrs then call you bitches
You are hustler sisters
Getting caught up in this system
Pussies filled with semen of these pricks try'nna be men
Overdone mascara trying to mask the horror
Blocking your tears
Using your bodies
Blocking your fears
Taking care of four kids fathered by many men
Abortions in cheap clinics to get knocked up again
Wheres the sense
In theses cents
To make them makes no sense
Hooked at any early age you can't quit this game
Already gone wrong
You can never get tamed