In the crib on this rainy day, I'm Glass pianos and drapes, hang from the ceiling rugs, Moroccan sofas I walk to the house in paisley robes and loafers And Iron Chef season the salmon It's coming pouring, he watching BBC, eating a salad I'm on the couch hitting the Checking my and out of nowhere, my dick is hard as a callus I stood up, pulled back my sleeve, checked my Where the, fuck is my wife, 12 o'clock on the dot Very impatient, I'm getting nervous, stop pacing My racing, her Nextel don't get no service Damn, all this over a gallon of Something, happened to her, wig'll get peeled Okay, let me calm down, maybe she at house Her today, we both bought her jeans and a blouse Since 7 o'clock, she been gone for Jetted up the steps to the suite, checked the shower Nope, all that is there is towels and is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat Found a phone with mad names, looked down Bow, go Keeba, tying my shoes, I put the bitch on speaker And bluntly her, 'where's my girl?' (Yeah, she ain't out here) (Last time I her, Ghost, she beat it on an old nigga) Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we took a of Henn') (Lately she work out by 10, I her, bitch, buy a Benz) (Or even shot a car, I'm getting me Advil) (Show these motherfuckers, how Keeba to drive stick) I up my raincoat, the grass was soaked Under the bed in the guest house, where I keep my I yelled to the Chef, yo, for Kayla, check the pool and the bowling alley If anything, just hit my Hopped in the go cart, the yard is dark, I'm Few feet from the guest house, is I parked Hope she's OK, is I say in my heart But something feel right, so is what I'm saying to God As I got closer, something ain't I heard a bunch of squeaky sounds from the house, I don't I'm suppose to Is this the end, of the Starks Let me out somebody on my ground, yo, is pounding my queen
Yo, kill, yo! (Hold on, cause) (Baby, let me explain, you over reacting, that's not it was) Shut the fuck up, you got caught moaning your legs up all red, what? Did y'all just blaze up? Then froze for a sec, so I quick, lift the mattress Aimed the biscuit at of them bastards ya'll excuse now (Yo, cause, she said she live with her pop) (Her mad strict, that's why we up in the spot) (And yo, this little trick of yours, me a ten G watch) He reached for his drawers, that's when I let off a shot Back the up, snatched his covers Had 'em looking like the Adam and Eve, some sinful lovers (Chill, Tone, put the gun down) How you know my name, (Hold on, let me explain) Yo, two is done (Just let me put my drawers, get dressed, I get rocked) (Cause real talk, is looking you trynna let off that glock) Yeah, you right, you familiar, you put my cable in, right? The nigga, and you fucking my wife? (Yeah, I put that cable in, nigga, we got caught) (And she a ass chick, don't act like it's all my fault) (Baby, no) your business (Now Kayla, don't him, let the sucker do what he do) (He me, and he finished)