Nancy

[Verse 1: Walter West]
Ay, back again I had to take a breather
Wrote the manuscript on how to break a skeezer
Ladies going dumb like I was Drake or Bieber
Babies on her tongue is all it take to please her
Give a flake a seizure when he sees her bobbing on her knees in spite of what he might assume
She deserve forgiveness, it was only business, in exchange for head, I said I'd write a tune
Mamacita freak me, and her cat defeat me nearly weekly, perished in her mighty poon
In a tidy room, where she gave me noggin to a movie co-starring Heidi Klum
Oh, your baby daddy want his family back? That's sweet!
You could be the one for the scrub
How the hell you thought that you would get a ring from me
When you got a ring in your tub? Bitch!
Open wide, I didn't come for the babbling
I'm her Jesus, and she my Mary Magdalene
Oochie evil don't get caught in the wrath of him
Grabbed a pen and made 'em sick as a pathogen
Ooh, that nigga ill as shit
Barbecue blowjob, my meat on her grill and shit
No fucks given, I put the key in her ignition
Then she get driven like a Lamborghini up at the dealership
God Lord have mercy
Walter West and Diggy got 'em thirsty
Ass fat, titties sitting perky
All she got could have been a turkey
Heard her baby daddy wanna curse me
Take the beef and turn it in a jerky
Saturday, she treat it like a Hershey
Sunday morning, she be acting churchy
Nancy, what it is? (Nancy, what it is?) Nancy, what it do? (Nancy, what it do?)
Running think you here (running think you here), but you for the crew (girl, you for the crew)
Now she loved a kid (now she loved a kid), no, she really do (no, she really do)
Man, that girl your wife? (Man, that girl your wife?) Nigga, silly you (nigga, silly you), nigga, silly you

[Verse 2: Diggz Da Prophecy]
Not a baby, she's a throat goddess
Got me going crazy, I get no options
Swear my mind is hazy, I feel no solace
And she blow me daily, I got no problems
I need that superdome
Make me pray like a saint when she do it long
She be making my day when us two alone
I be lit like a flame, but with you, I'm blown
And I love it when she deep throat
Double hand when she meat stroke
Murder gob, that's what She Wrote
But I'm coming back like a sequel
I don't need much, I just need the top
Treat when I bust 'cause she eat it up
Scholar that brain 'cause she teach a lot
She clean it up, you don't need a mop
She won't leave a drop, she be taking it whole
Shang Tsung - she be taking my soul
Love that shit, it be making her moan
Ronnie Wild, he be taking her home
Diggy cold, she be making me fold
Curling up 'cause she great on the bone
Can't hold it back, she gon' make it explode
Real shit, no mistake when I blow