In the crib on this day, I'm chilling Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the rugs, Moroccan sofas I walk to the house in paisley robes and loafers And Iron Chef just the salmon coming down pouring, he watching BBC, eating a salad I'm on the hitting the chalice Checking my texts and out of nowhere, my dick is hard as a I stood up, back my sleeve, checked my watch Where the, fuck is my wife, 12 o'clock on the dot Very impatient, I'm getting nervous, stop pacing My heart's racing, her Nextel don't get no Damn, all this over a of milk Something, to her, somebody wig'll get peeled Okay, let me calm down, maybe she at house Her birthday's today, we bought her jeans and a blouse 7 o'clock, she been gone for Owls Jetted up the steps to the master suite, checked the Nope, all that is is towels and soap is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat Found a phone book with mad names, looked Bow, there go Keeba, tying my shoes, I put the on speaker And bluntly addressed her, my girl?' (Yeah, she ain't out here) (Last I seen her, Ghost, she beat it on an old nigga) Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we a shot of Henn') (Lately she work out by 10, I her, bitch, buy a Benz) (Or even shot a car, I'm me some Advil) (Show these motherfuckers, how Keeba to drive stick) I snatched up my raincoat, the grass was 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 she's OK, is what I say in my heart But something feel right, so is what I'm saying to God As I got closer, ain't kosher I heard a bunch of sounds from the house, I don't think I'm suppose to Is the end, of the Starks regime? 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, not what it was) Shut the fuck up, you got caught with your legs up all red, what? Did y'all just blaze up? Then froze for a sec, so I dipped quick, the mattress the biscuit at both of them bastards What excuse now (Yo, cause, she said she live with her pop) (Her dude mad strict, why we up in the spot) (And yo, this trick of yours, bought me a ten G watch) He reached down for his drawers, when I let off a shot Back the fuck up, snatched his Had 'em looking like the black Adam and Eve, 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 like you 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 cable in, nigga, we both got caught) (And she a triflyn ass chick, don't act it's all my fault) (Baby, no) your business (Now Kayla, don't stop him, let the do what he do) (He me, and he finished)