Jessie Murph - Son of a Bitch

Jessie Murph - Son of a Bitch

Desperado, you son of a bitch

Chicago slutted up at the Ritz

I don't, I didn't sign up for this

You fucking son of a mm-mm

Wild thoughts of pullin' up where you at

With champagne and a Louisville bat

I know you didn't sign up for this

You fuckin' son of a bit

That boy go bad in the night time

That boy got hands on the wrong thighs

I got that dolce on that dolce on that dolce on mine

That boy woke up in the wrong room

Two girls and two bad tattoos

I know what's up and what went down up in room 432

I ain't no man in the middle

That ain't no man, that's the devil

He actin' all confidential

How 'bout that thirty-eight special?