Yetta Brown is me...Robyn, and I mess with a bunch of different music styles. I sing, rap a little bit, and write a lot of lyrics. Trying to get into beat-making.
Young Money's a BITCH...wit tentacles, he still couldn't feel me//
Used to speak sweet on the tele til he let Cee steal me//
But nevertheless it's best I left u Sippy boys..getcha sippy cups//
move from breast to bottle--Bless and Quest still like ta titty fuck//
Touch ya? If you show me yours, I'll show u mine//
Oh you did? My bad..i'll bring my glasses next time//
Buncha little dick guys w/ Naomi straight hushin' ya//
Fucked up cuz ya bruhs and ya momma stay fuckin' ya//
Got a Wildcard and still short a full deck//
UT is shit--a royal FLUSH is what I suggest//
Cuz U Turds swirl like girls--got no hair on ya chests//
'Cept Naomi--heard she's trannie but Ato would know best//
cuz pre-operation 'Omi aided Ato get his poo pushed//
Naledge got no lips--they been donated to Nay's new puss!//
And B-More's sick ass steady trynna fuck a DEAD woman//
I'll put my pencil in his booty..pumpin' lead thru him//
Don't act like you don't like it--yeah I hitcha G-spot//
Bubblin' blisters in ya crack--now I see UT IS hot//
Hot like fire..BURNIN' wit love for DPS//
Hir@m Tyre? We done wore u out...go take a rest, yes?//
Not Boyz
DPS got what y'all don't
None of y'all could ever satisfy me
Cuz there ain't no real niggas in UT
