Will-A-Fool - Intro/On My Soul lyrics

[Verse 1] If that is your b**h then you better come cuff her Don't want her don't need her You f** her you feed her I beat up that p**y You go by and eat her Got b**h named Maria that's my senorita Shawty pretty like Aaliyah Body crazy like a stripper she kiss on my neck with her hand on my zipper I'm throwing that money she dancing I tip her Knock a n***a out the picture Lick that p**y like a swisher she brought her girlfriend Imma give her the issue Depend on the grind n***a I'm trynna get richer She told I need you I want I love you I miss you I do what I do got to stick to the scripture Those hoes fall in love when they gone on the liquor If I get in her head you can marry that b**h Imma pimp her Then show right up on that b**h with her sister Got so many hoes in my phone can't remember (Loud) So caught on them hoes you would think my name is December I get at your b**h 'til I make her surrender And n***a I'm gone