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House In Virginia 2 Lyrics - Artist : Tsu Surf
December was shopping for her niece (can I see this in a size 6?)
It was her birthday Michael Kors watch with the boots and the clutch We know how she could afford it in the first place 25, dark skin, great frame Body colder than the winter–ironic 'cause of her name So quiet that niggas thought she was gay No problem calling her perfect, well, until she met Kway She had dreams, she had goals Where she coulda been, Beyonce, nobody knows Guess it was that child destiny, she thought she met Hov Start playing with the fire, with her hands on the stove "But Rex, it ain't right Hundred thou' cash in exchange for your life?!" Stressed out, what happened to the better days? Her convo with Kway, it felt like yesterday "I know it's fucked up but how you think I feel? I never did you wrong, D, let's keep it real I know I can't make it better but you good forever Take a hundred now and you just call me when you need whatever I'ma put you in the crib out in Broadway" Crazy, she really got it the raw way Only make sense to get what you need and as soon as she thought that he said "Tell me what you need" "Well first thing first I want a whip And my lil' brother Pop, you give him a hundred bricks My school tuition too, and some Givenchy boots The rose gold Rolex? Yep, give me two" Dirty game, watch you who you playin' wit Kway just took in the notes, couldn't say shit Dirty game watch you who you playin' wit Kway just took in the notes, couldn't say shit Mekka was over Pop house, fucking Used to tell Karen he was ugly and wouldn't touch him Then he showed up in the Beemer with the button Then she saw him at the club last Thursday buggin' Now she on her knees sucking See how shit change? Could break a dime down when you big change Took a switch from the Benz to the big Range You just gotta see the picture through the big frame Pop was living straight, the hood loving' him Him and Joe warm, plus Kway fuck with Speaking of Kway, had him right where he needed Was gonna bite the hand that fed him next time he try to feed him Lately Pop been on some sick shit Feel like he got a hundred things but lost big sis Could you blame him? Not at all Already made his mind up, Kway gotta fall Joe was tryna slow up, he was making more than enough but so what? Few hundred grand what he gross, no throw-up Had a lil' man coming and was tryn' see him grow up Work on his handle, get him a jumper How to ride a bike and take care of his mother Shit, his pops never taught him every Jordan, every game Shit, his pop never bought 'em 'Bout the birds and the bees How every dog ain't your dog because some dogs come with fleas Gotta squeeze? Then you squeeze Remain humble You never ask questions and you separate your wants from your needs Thinking 'bout being father of the year And at the same time how he ain't seen his father in some years Karen was wifey, he was ready for commitment In the ring he has to prove it, in karats it was ridiculous His phone rung, it was Karen "What you doing?" "Quick drop off to Lil Brandon" "Want me to cook?" "Yeah, rice, mash, greens, salmon and cinnamon rolls Make your own, I ain't sharin'" (selfish) "Well, I'm stopping by the shop, hope Katrina can get me fitted I'ma start cooking when I get in I'm getting so damn big, them chairs so damn small, boy, I'm prayin' that I fit in" Don't be talking 'bout my point, God I'ma holla when I go and knock these points off So I'll probably see you 'round 5 And I bet a hundred dollars you couldn't dream me a surprise She said "Tell me," he said "Nah" She said "Tell me", he said "Nah, just go do what you was doin' I'ma bust a few moves and I'ma see you 'round 5" (I love you) Karen hit the shop, Katrina was waiting Popping all her gum, she knew she was impatient Kway called, she hit "End", she was ducking him Only cheated once and regretted she ever fucked with him Pop was driving to drop Mekka off It was quiet They only talk when the neck involved He jumped on the phone with his man All she heard was Kway, AIDS, and something about a plan (oh shit) She had to call her homegirl Reached for her phone but thought, "Wait till you get home, girl" Karen? Karen? Daydreaming in the chair, Katrina said, "You in your zone, girl" She was thinking 'bout time, where it went Why so fast? She was 'bout to be a mom Just thinking 'bout the time, where it went Why so fast? She was 'bout to be a mom "Girl, let me give you the scoop" Whatever happened in the hood, believe me, Katrina knew (nosey) "You know Kway with the Range, from the other side of town that be movin' all them thangs He bout my age Tell me why he got AIDS?" Karen played it cool, "Yeah, right, stop playing" "Tuh, he gave two bitches AIDS and they both getting paid I can put that on my grave," (on my son) Couldn't believe, Katrina she was a dreamer "Girl, how you know?" "Bitch, 'cause my sister drive a Beemer And she only work at Walgreens How many bitches with a Beemer work at Wallgreens?" Karen jaw drop look like she saw a ghost Hands shaking, palms sweaty, her heart in her throat She rushing out the door, ain't even get her coat Katrina started yelling out "Kar-Karen! 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