Chorus:



Write Me Bitch I'll Write You Back (uh Huh)



I'm Locked Off In My Cell Don't Act Like That



Hoe Accept My Call I'll Be Home In A Minute To F**k Ya Oh



Write Me Bitch I'll Write You Back (uh Huh)



I'm Locked Off In My Cell Don't Act Like That



Hoe Accept My Call I'll Be Home In A Minute To F**k Ya Oh




What's Up Old Girl With Your Big Ol' Thick Ass



As For Me I'm Just Chillin'



I'm Waiting On My Time To Pass



Right Now, I'm Writing Ya From The Hole, I Got Thirty Days



Can't Use The Phone, Can't Get No Visits, That Shit Drive Me Crazy



Who Ya Been F**kin' With Since I've Been Locked Down?



You Say Nobody, But Thats A Lie



Nigga Prolly Drown, In That Pussy



Cause Anotha Nigga Hittin' It Hoe



But Yo, It's Cool, Cause When You Catch It Yo, The Hoes Gets Ghost



But When You Touch Down, Them Hoes Insist That They Be Around



When I Was Back I Tell Ya They Won't Be Down



Or Be Down Now



Bangin' Her Once, Sometimes I Called



I'm Thinkin' Bout F**kin' Ya Like A Dog And Leave Ya Hangin'



You Left Me Hangin', Why I Can't Do The Same Thangin'



Playa Brawl



F**k Ya Best Friend And Make Ya'll Go To War



Over This Slim In The Waist, Cute In The Face Ass Hoe



You Used To Lay The Hoe Dick Down, But I'd Give It To 'em Sober



Them Hoes Don't Know How To Act



They Be Goin' Crazy



Won't Shake A Nigga Up, Talkin' About They Pregnant With My Baby



At Least, That's What You Told Me



Now You Gave Some Other Nigga The Charge



Actin' Bad Don't Want Jokes Man




Chorus




Uh-huh



My Boy Told Me That He F**ked Ya And Ducked Ya



And Bought Ya Pair A Jeans