text: Hey yall
  Ive come to talk about this girl that had my love, you see
  I went away for a while and
  She gave my love away, and
  I really shouldn’t blame her
  But now, that pussy is a stranger
  Baby 
  Somethings on my mind, I gotta say it
  Yeah, your pussy done changed, it aint the same
  And thats a shame 
  Ooh, aint being funny 
  I know another bee’s been in that honey 
  Ooh, babe, that pussy done changed 
  It’s such a shame 
  Girl, and thats a shame 
   Tell me where that pussy gone
   Yeah, cause it don’t feel the same no more
  I miss that pussy, that pussy
  That pussy, that pussy, yeah
  No, no
  Why you do me like that, baby?
   why is this happening to me?
   She told me that it was my pussy
  I miss that pussy , that pussy 
  That pussy , that pussy 
  That pussy, haha!
   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  She 
  She used to be a really special lady 
  I guess shes feeling kinda freaky lately
  It’s such a shame, cause now, the pussys changed
  Mm-mm-mm 
  She used to squeeze me 
  Grip me tight enough so she could please me
  But now, now, now, that pussy changed 
  It’s such a shame 
  That pussy changed, no, oh
   Where did your pussy go? 
   Mm, cause girl, I need to know now
  I miss that pussy, that pussy
  That pussy, that pussy, now 
   You see, it was on some old, one of a kind-type shit, baby 
   I’m about to kill this bitch 
   She gave away all my shit
  I miss that pussy , that pussy 
  That pussy , that pussy 
   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Dang, darling, do change your oil
  I’m your number-one fan-belt, they are not important 
  I dont use a cordless microphone, avoid them
  They don’t feel real to me—meaning, real woman
  Others peeled on me 
  You the primer on the lim-bean-green box when I couldn’t afford a Ford 
  Clean socks scooting cross the floor in your—
  Grandmama house ; hand on your mouth
  You yap too much about the penny-ante
  This mechanics so uncanny, X-Men, X-Men
  Your ex-boyfriend should thank me that I took you off his hands 
  Know I cant bring another beach to the sand
  And know: I am well aware that you can bring a man to his knees
  And get what you need without saying please, but—
  Can you bring a man to his feet when defeat is on repeat
  And they gon put this mans Grammys on the street?
  What? Why so quiet?
  Hate that all of our memories happened in a Hyatt?
  You were perfect before you went on a diet
  You was way thicker—you think I don’t remember
  Shit, the magazine got to your head
  Now, somebody you don’t een know got you in bed
  Bet your buddy dont een know you don’t like red
  Or was it fuchsia? Fuck it—our future is dead 
   I thought a pussycat had nine lives, man 
   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
  I miss that pussy, that pussy
  That pussy, that pussy
   That pussy 
   Im about to kill this bitch
   She gave away all my shit
  I miss that pussy , that pussy 
  So if you see her
  That pussy , that pussy 
  Let the bitch know Ima kill her when I see her, yeah, hahaha
   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Hahahaha, yeah
  I miss you, girl!
  Fuck that bitch! Ahhahahaha