PUTP INTERLUDE by Camp KC Lyrics

[Part 1]

[Interlude: Roderick Harris & Voicemail]
At the tone, please record your message
When you're finished recording, you may hang up
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Stupid bitch, I'm bop
I'm not playing with you
I'm finna bleach your fucking clothes
You ain't never gon' wear this shit again
I'm in your mama house right fucking now
I'm in your closet, I'm looking through all your shit
I'm finna take this picture of your daddy
And I'm finna piss on it, bitch
Fuck you, hoe
Matter of fact, I'm finna take your mama to the gas station
I'm finna leave her stupid ass there, bitch
You finna come get her later
[?] cause I took your car keys too
Come and answer my fucking call
Come on
[Part 2]

[Interlude: Roderick Harris]
Babe, come on
Stop playing
I miss you
I'vе been calling you all day and shit
You know I be tripping
You I know how it be when I gеt mad
Come on, you know we finna get married
We gon have three kids and a dog
And the dog gon' look like you
I love you
Babe, come on, unblock me, man
Pick up the phone
I love you
Stop playing