Melo lyrics

[Intro]
Yo Phil Jackson suck my di*k you heard
James Dolan that go for you too n*gga
Charles Oakley for president and all that
Free Melo man
Yeah, Uh

[Verse 1]
I'm feeling like Melo, I don't get no calls so I gotta complain to the ref
These n*ggas be claiming they balling but they still be doing juggs like the rest
She told me some sh*t that I did not agree with so I had deleted her texts
Right after that send me nasty voice mails, I can tell that she very upset
But I'm sure she'll get over it, when Rocky pull up in a Rover with
Inside charcoal, outside same color as cool whip
I'm cool on the young I want older b*tch, one that's gone come with some benefits
I'm talking insurance and dental kit, even ex husband and a couple kids
Check out his swagger, he sharp as a dagger, you know I'm a bad b*tch attacker
I'm f*cking this b*tch while my momma's at home and then deal with the repercussions of it after
She offer to me while you ask her, serve the pus*y to me on a platter
When I hit from the back, put both hands on her neck like the master lock no Chris Masters
She love when I'm treating her up, I choke on her neck make her stick out her tongue
Told me let her know when I'm ready to c*m, she ready to swallow my daughter and son
I walk in the spot, make my presence known
You walk in the spot, b*tches headed home
f*cking b*tches back to back like marathon, got her rolling up weed with no panties on
Told me 2 door was her favorite song, when I harmonize make her pus*y warm
I'm always changing location, know that these n*ggas be watching be hating
She look at the print through my pants and could already tell that a n*gga Jamaican
When I'm through with the pus*y, I was shriveled up in the bed like a cooked piece of bacon