Castro Jr King Martin - Pretty Lady

Paint a perfect picture I'm wit it, i'm just a little suspicious
Can't trust no fancy bitches, I'm just a thug nigga That ain't for everybody
That means I'm gutter raised, that means I'll beat your brother ass if he got in my face
Often learned my lessons with blessings that came the hard way

It's complicated with love, most time we part ways
then follow dark days, ain't trust you anyway
but please don't leave baby it really hurts to separate

Not where we supposed to be, I need you close to me
just like my rosary, right by my side baby
I know you holding me, that's where my toast would be
I now you fucks with me, yeah

Verse 2
Riding through the city, it's gritty but you way too prestigious
I got those needles with me, in case it get too iffy
We cook it up like jiffy, don't bother fucking with me
So relax your complex, I'm bout to blow your mind next

You had my back when they didn't, you held me down like a fitted
You wore my crown when I'm missing, I'm out of town with some bitches
I'm back around with the hittas, you say I play with your feelings
Nothing personal, you can't be the first to know

Just hold me down with these hoes, respect my personal
I'll hold you down with my folks, I got that purse for sho
And when it's all said and done, you'll be the first to know
I'll calm it down a lil bit and go to church with you

Written by:
RODNEY MARTIN

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