Lucy Camp - 2 Cents lyrics

[Verse 1: Lucy Camp] Put dirt on all your cuts, to say my walk is k**er's like a murder when i strut And I don't want to k** her no i work her just enough But this stuff is like gorillas when I hurt her in my bluff I got a purpose in this stuff, gotta grade my own a**ignments Open up these stitches and escape my own confinement Open up to b**hes who do hate my own enticement You notice how she twitches when she's faking her excitement? I know I'm no expert, slices of a cake Don't even got a network, divided in the states But I feel a little effort, to ride along the way Can get the light of all the day, to come to rise among the shade See they got it all wrong thinking tightness is the gate Sizes are the fate of where their prizes come to gape His mind is in a state where it is like him just to take But a man who runs a world should know a hymen doesn't break [Hook: Lucy Camp] Love from the best, learn through a lover's preface Holdin onto daddy just cuz it gets mother jealous It's what I do, it's what I do best There ain't much value to some words and that's why they call it two cents (x2) [Verse 2: Lucy Camp] It goes uppity, down It strings a puppetry frown I think then suddenly, everyone is jumping around Fighting for custody, they are looking at me and towns You know, luckily she never got an ugly gown Cuz see the duckling did what the duckling felt Shouting for her babies she always has something to yell Guiding the babies through the quiet hope the s**ling helps And if it doesn't well my dad he be buckling belt Come on muscles and wealth You got a little girl pregnant, on her knuckles she knelt That ain't even the last segment, talking double the dealt Double the mortgage, double the care, double affairs, you know that double is hell He went away, I wonder if he bust out of jail The last time I ever put my trust in a male He put my young up for sale Said I'd be punished and failed This is our secret baby girl so you run with the tale [Hook: Lucy Camp] Love from the best, learn through a lover's preface Holdin onto daddy just cuz it gets mother jealous It's what I do, it's what I do best There ain't much value to some words and that's why they call it two cents (x2) [Verse 3: Lucy Camp] Here he comes, he's coming With some new fresh honey Got that loose end money Said if you left honey, it would be so bad for you, cuz you'd be coming back to me and I would make you magically regret it ever happening Regret you running When I sent you running And I let you buddy up and let you study Wanna rescue puppies and caress you money When you told me you were honest god bless too funny