Wait, hold up!
I'm finna' dial 9-1-1/
This dude done stole my/
heart/
& didn't even have a gun/
Ain't give a Diva time 2 run/
speak, react or prepare/
just ran right up on me/
from outta' nowhere/
Now, I know/
there has to be a/
law/
It's either implied or stated/
that his a** done went & violated!
In my gucci bag, I KNOW I hid emotions/
It was amongst my makeup, spare change & expensive a** lotions/
Now/ I'm finna' dial 9-1-1/
to let em know there's been a robbery/
How the hell did he gain access/
2 ish I hid with lock & key!
Ain't nobody give him the combination/
I wasn't thinkin' bout no relation/
ship/
this dude is/
quick/
with them succu/
lent/
lips/
and sexxi/
eyes/
Wait.....where was I?
Where was I?!
O/
Yeah/
I/
needa' call the popo quick/
cause there's been a stick/
up/
he all in my/
cup/
fillin it/
up/
Yeah...that's what's/
up/
had me all/
distracted/
then blasted/
the wall/
erected/
dissected/
detected/
uncovered/
me/
How did he see/
past the securi/
ty/
systems/
listen.........cause/
I'm tryna' understand/
how my plan/
was thwarted/
aborted/
distorted/
&/
rolled ova'.....now/
all my stuff/
sho' nuff/
belongs to him/
cause this dude done stole my heart/
& didn't even have a gun!