LYRIC
[Intro]
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, a-here we go now
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, a-here we go
A rough love, a rough love
She want that rough love, tough love
She need that tough love, rough love, uh-huh
A rough love, uh-huh, check it out, uh
[Verse 1]
She had an ass like Rosa Acosta
She had a rack like Angelina Croft
She smelled like strawberries and clothes when i crossed her
Offered me an offer, I countered with an offer
We kissed, I went in for the kill, she said get off her
Okay, that gon’ cost her
She’s a character in the narrative, I’m the author
She think she know me well, okay
I must admit she had a rosy tale
Of how she flew to Hollywood cause she so Chanel
Just had a spot of bad luck at the Sofa Tail
My time in Beverly Hills hipped me to these strokers well
I never bought it, my dreamcatcher caught it
It smelled like (?)
(?)
Well there’s a sofa, hell
She took her panties off, (?) don’t even bother
Cause I’m checking out tomorrow
She came running around the corner
Screaming, Oh baby, take me with you
I’ll give you all my time
You make me feel so special
You’re always on my mind
Come home and blow my (?)
I need you all the time
Your love feels like the trap house
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