Soulja Slim
Wright Me
Chorus:
Write me bitch, I'll write you back, (uh huh)
I'm locked off in my cell, don't act like that
Ho, accept my call, I'll be home in a minute to fuck ya, oh
Write me bitch, I'll write you back (uh huh)
I'm locked off in my cell, don't act like that
Ho, accept my call, I'll be home in a minute to fuck ya, oh

What's up old girl, with your big ol' thick ass
As for me, I'm just chillin'
I'm waiting on my time to pass
Right now, I'm writing ya from the hole, I got thirty days
Can't use the phone, can't get no visits, that shit drive me crazy
Who ya been fuckin' with since I've been locked down?
You say nobody, but thats a lie
N***a prolly drown, in that pussy
Cause anotha n***a hittin' it ho
But yo, it's cool, cause when you catch it yo, the hoes gets ghost
But when you touch down, them hoes insist that they be around
When I was back I tell ya they won't be down
Or be down now
Bangin' her once, sometimes I called
I'm thinkin' bout fuckin' ya like a dog and leave ya hangin'
You left me hangin', why I can't do the same thangin'
Playa brawl
Fuck ya best friend and make ya'll go to war
Over this slim in the waist, cute in the face ass ho
You used to lay the ho dick down, but I'd give it to 'em sober
Them hoes don't know how to act
They be goin' crazy
Won't shake a n***a up, talkin' about they pregnant with my baby
At least, that's what you told me
Now you gave some other n***a the charge
Actin' bad don't want jokes man