Tessa Tooreal - You've Changed

Niggas turn to bitches
Bitches get stitches
What the fuck you think this is?
This is no test
Told y'all don't test her
Don't forget it's Te$$a
Leave you coffin have you looking Fresh to death uh
Oh it's my pleasure
Do it nigga just cause
Do it on the regular so
(DON'T GET IT CONFUSED)
NIGGA
Have you swimming in your blood Like a pool nigga
Afterwords play pool with your Jewels nigga
Take your head
& go bowling with that
Fingers in your noes & mouth
Three holes go figure
No wonder you talked to her
Like em young like the charge you Caught maybe you should just date Up
Right now this ain't meaning much Cause you is hard headed
Got a hard hitter
Waiting outside the front
Come out your front door
Won't see your ass no more
Poof disappear-o like my dinero
Now you got kahunas
Don't make me put you in a coma
Cook you with some cornbread
Turn to a Lima (BEAN)
Or mutilate your body then cover it Up with the lime-a-way
Fast to decay can't identify the body
What you got up on me?
Nothing
Tooreal shorty got the nine Millimeter don't be silly
Rather watch you suffer
I won't take you out that easy
Cause you niggas talking greasy best Believe me have your mommas Grieving

You don't know me nigga (HA)
Don't wanna know me nigga
You don't know me nigga
Don't wanna know me nigga
(YOU DON'T KNOW ME MOTHERFUCKER)
Though you spent time with her
Still don't know her nigga
(BITCH)
You don't know me nigga
Don't wanna know me nigga
(YOU DON'T WANNA KNOW ME)
You don't know me nigga
(YOU DON'T WANNA KNOW ME)
Don't wanna know me nigga
(YOU DON'T KNOW HER NIGGA)
Though you spent time with her
Still don't know her nigga
(EVEN THOUGH)
You don't know me nigga
Don't wanna know me nigga (CAUSE)

You done changed up
So I act uh
Accordingly
I cordially
Invite you to suck a dick
AIDS on the T-I-P
Say it again
You done changed up
Tooreal
So I act uh
Accordingly
I cordially
Invite you to suck a dick
AIDS on the T-I-P
C'mon

Ain't no other way to relay
How Kanye speaking with Sway
No other words than suck a dick
With AIDS on the T-I-P
Niggas who fuck with me
That don't last long
Trying to gain mass appeal will Literally have your mind gone
What the fuck son?
I ain't from New York I'm Myahgi he Was Daniel son wax on wax off
Like an apprentice
Missed couple lessons disrespected
The all knowing & all telling
Remember Te$$a? The best of
All these rapping women
Tried to teach you this the thanks I'm given?
Hope they shove plenty cocks down Your throat in prison
After that shove them same cocks up Your ass grinning hope you listening
Hope you reminiscing of the good Times that won't ever happen again
Hope there's AIDS in that semen
Hope you die a painful death
Cause I don't give a "F"
Hope I don't see you might
Fade you like this here track
YEP
GOT DAMN

Written by:
Tesia Williams

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