Hopsin - Ramona lyrics

[Ramona door knob rattling and panting breath] [Hopsin phone dialing and ringing] Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin are you there? [911:] 9-1-1 Emergency, what's the issue? [Hopsin:] Th-this girl she's out she's... [911:] Wow, wow, wow relax honey, speak to me [Hopsin:] There's this girl outside of my house and she keeps tryna come in [911:] Uh huh [Hopsin:] And I keep tryna push her away but...but I feel like she's gonna come in and do something...I...I don't know... [911:] Okay, what is your name darling? [Hopsin:] It's Marcus Hopson [911:] Okay Marcus, relax [Hopsin:] I'm trying [911:] I need you to explain to me who this girl is please [Hopsin:] Okay, okay, okay... [Verse 1 - Hopsin:] Here, let me read you her bio (go 'head) She was raised in Cleveland, Ohio (Uh huh) Got a tattoo of a cross on her left tit Yo, but, she don't believe in no bible (what?) She flashing n***as when I'm on stage She let anyone see em' at my show (you're kidding) First time I met her was at a meet and greet She ran up in a hurry and was like "woah" "Hi Hop, I'm Ramona (hi) Please forgive me, I might go nuts I don't know but I'm like so lucky And I just wish I could just...oh f** I'm nervous and I feel worthless Please don't think I'm doing this on purpose I just cannot control all my urges You're just...oh my God you're so perfect" Man if you f** with this b**h then you're doomed (yup) She followed me and my tour crew To my hotel, I'm like "who are you? Where you going?" she said "your room" (silly) Like "woah look, ho you gotta go, just because I ripped the mic Don't mean you get the right to follow me back to my hotel room, you ain't 'bout to spent the night, aight?" She said "okay, Marcus, what if I give you my p**y (what?) Oh my God, getting f**ed by Hopsin, do you know how awesome that would be? Ah" [Hook:] Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona This b**h is stalking me, f**ing Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona Get this b**h off of me f**ing Ramona [Verse 2 - Hopsin:] She became friends with my girlfriend but my girlfriend did not know (know what?) Now Ramona's obsessed with me, she been to at least ten of my shows, woah f**ing all my n***as names up she like "Gerald Benton, he wrecks it Disney Wright, we repping, I love SwisSs, three S's" I'm like "God damn b**h, You ain't even got no chance b**h You ain't even my real fan b**h, you only know 'Sag my Pants' b**h" All over my Instagram pics, tryna get my attention Hoping I'mma get you a ticket and fly you to Cali and put you in a bed you can ride the dick in (hell no ho) I can't lie though, her a** fat She send me nudes up on Snapchat I know every n***a done tapped that She gets sad cause I do not snap back (hahaha) That nasty girl, I ain't touching her (nope) f** her, I don't f** with her (nuh uh) She a real rap chasing hustler If you see her a**, hit the s*ut alert This one time she tried to cuh.... (Oh my God, Hopsin) what the f** (hey) What the f** are you doing here? (I love you so much) shut your a** up, get your a** out [Hook:] Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona This b**h is stalking me, f**ing Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona Get this b**h off of me f**ing Ramona [Verse 3 - Jarren Benton:] Yo Hopsin (what up man?), you know that b**h named Ramona? (yeah) I know you said that ho's a space case but guess what (what?), I boned her, ah I swear to God Hop, man, it's been sick She be like "Jarren, oh my God, you're the sh** I'll never, ever, ever, ever brush my teeth now that my breath smells just like your dick" Yuck, she won't leave me alone Every five seconds, b**h blowing up my phone I'm paranoid hoping she don't show up at my home What the f** was I on? Pills and Patron Then the b**h talking 'bout she's knocked up How b**h, damn, I had my co*k locked up With a latex condom, and we just f**ed two days ago Now how the f** a baby pop up? Ah, she like "Jarren you're right, must be SwizZz or maybe Dizzy Wright Cause he went inside it raw like, just the other night" Swear to God Hop, we gotta take this who*es life But damn, who gon' let Kato know? That's the n***a's girlfriend, he don't know that she a ho Now she on DJ Hoppa's dick like "go DJ, go DJ, go" [Hook:] Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona This b**h is stalking me, f**ing Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona Get this b**h off of me f**ing Ramona I am not one of your f**ing groupies Hopsin And honestly, you just lost a f**ing fan, okay? I told all my friends about your music And now I regret it, and Jarren, you're a f**ing liar I only know you because of f**ing Hopsin, okay? And I genuinely thought you were a nice f**ing guy So I s**ed your dick, and you made fun of me You made fun of me for s**ing your f**ing co*k I so can't live with myself right now ....Okay I'm over it