I Cry (Ode to Outros)

[Intro: Dorian]

What ya’ll know about these soul beats
Mickey Montz yousa muthafucka
I got one more for ya’ll man
I’m just leave ya’ll with this
Naptown, what’s good

Yo
Yo
Yo

[Verse 1: Dorian]

She’s a maneater
Sexy creature
With the features
That make a preacher
Turn to a teacher
Just to reach her
So he can get her
Under bleachers
Say he flirting
When he dirty
Insert her skirt he squirting
Overtly asserting
And exerting
His perverting
She converted
To a savage
Fucking wild
Like a rabbit
Rich nigga
Gotta have it
Bad bitch status
Living lavish
Young boy ain’t stand a chance
She’s been swallowing and gobbling men
Since she
Was sixteen
Pussy careen
Flow a ravine
Reads in-between
Them false scenes and smoke screens
Boy you too green to demean this queen
Going to need a vaccine to get back clean
From the screams of

[Hook]

(I cry)
Nope
(I cried a river)
Cause of that bitch

Hey ooo hey ooo
Hey ooo hey ooo
Hey ooo hey ooo
Hey ooo hey ooo

[Verse 2]

When these bitches poppin
Niggas droppin
With no caution
Like an auction
Sippin toxins
And concoctions
So obnoxious
It’s exhausting
What you think you gon’ do
You think she going go home with you
You fuckin fool
You so confused
Just gon’ and peruse
Cause you her mule
Uses the pool
Of ya’ll drool
As her fuel
To buy her fuel
Target stools
Jared jewels
Take her back and forth to school
You think you got dough
Nigga please
$15 an hour
That’s processed cheese
You better get on ya knees
Beg for some keys
Ask K dot shake his money tree
While you at it ask for some rhymes
I’m tired of you bitches stealing my lines
Not in my prime so it’s a petty crime
Paint ya face
Ya’ll my pantomimes
Fast forward time
I’m a be on top
With two bops
Who boobs prop
And no flop
Who love to swap
Anytime they give that sloppy top
Cause ain’t no man above me
They say I taste like bubbly
Well isn’t that lovely
That’s that’s lovey-doubly

[Hook]

Ah hell yea
What?
What the fuck ya’ll looking at?
One more?
Man, I ain’t even get paid for this shit
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it

[Verse 3]

Are we
Ornery
Or we
Ennui
When we
Piecing
These
L-I-N-E’s
Together
Without choking
A wishing
And hoping
The realest
Is scoping
And the feeling is fuckin doping
And the floodgates fuckin open
So I can use a magnum on Oprah
Would be my pussy magnum opus
Who I’m kidding I fuck Oprah
That magnum’s not getting open
If it is
It’s going to be broken
With the holes I got to poking
Giving her deep stroke motion
Shid
I’m super soaking
Her old ass yolking
I’m cashing out this token
Ya’ll think I’m fuckin joking

[Hook]

[Outro]

Naptown we fuckin did it baby
Shoutout to everybody who helped me with this shit
Shoutout to my nigga C Reezy
Shoutout to my photographer Gianna
Shoutout to my video producer LJubba
Shoutout to my engineer Kris
Shoutout to Alton
Shoutout to Dorian
Shoutout to Duck
Yea muthafuckas I done shouted myself out 3 times
Cause I produce this shit
I wrote this shit
This all comes from my muthafuckin heart
For all you bitch ass hating ass niggas out there
Nigga I just gave ya’ll a dope ass beat
Loop that shit
Respond to me
But you not
You know why?

(I cry)
Yep
(I cried a river)
Cause yousa bitch