He said he came from Jamaica He owned a couple acres A couple fake visas cause he never got his papers Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things Ball like a couple rings Bricks in the condo And grams to Sing Sing Left arm, baby mother tatted 5-year bid up north when they ratted Anyway, I felt him, helped him Put him on lock, seat-belt him Took him out to Belgium, welcome Bitches this pretty, that's seldom This box better than the box he was held in I'm I'm Momma Dee in that order I call him Daddy like daughters He like it when I get drunk But I like it when he be sober That's top of the toppa I never **** with beginners I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers I'm in the zone.