Field Mob - My Main Roni

My main girl, aint that some shit
I aint with it
Niggas aint shit, bitches aint either
All that fallin in love and all that
It don't work, it aint never work
Adam and Eve couldn't even true to each other
So how you expect me and another shawty
I aint lyin I aint lyin

I aint gone lie
I admit I just wanted to fuck some Get cha, split cha, hit cha and trick you to suck some
Love and leave ya, like Tina and Rick James
But I fell for your jazzy class and trick games
Your in the process, I'm just tryin to get cha naked
Not slip the bullet see and plus that you should be respected
Never neglected gave you my all and all
I bought your jewelry, nails hairdos and all your draws
I call and call, straight bug-a-booin for real
That's when I knew this never imagine love for you was trill
Makin love was like heaven right here on your couch
Beatin and diggin each morning (smoke don't stop)