Lord God

I come to you a sinner

And I humbly repent for my sinsI believe that Jesus is Lord

I believe that you raised him from the dead

I will ask that Jesus come to my life

And be my Lord and Savior

I receive Jesus to take control of my life

And that I may live for him from this day forth

Thank you, Lord Jesus, for saving me with your precious blood

In Jesus′ name, Amen

I met her at this house party on El Segundo and Central

She had the credentials of strippers in Atlanta

Ass came with a hump from the jump she was a camel

I want to ride like Arabians, push an '04 Mercedes-Benz

"Hello my name is Kendrick," she said "No, you′re handsome"

Whispered in my ear, disappeared then found her dancing

Ciara had played in the background

The parade music we made had us all wearing shades now, cool

"Where you stay?" She said "Down the street from Dominguez High"

Okay, I know that's borderline Compton or Paramount

"Well is it Compton?"

"No," she replied and quickly start batting her eyes and

Strictly had wanted her thighs around me

17, with nothing but pussy stuck on my mental

My motive was rather sinful

"What you trying to get into?"

She didn't tell, just gave me her Nextel

Dropped the number, we chirped the whole summer and well

The summer had passed, and now I′m liking her

Conversation we having probably enticing her

Who can imagine? Maybe my actions would end up wifing her

Love or lust, regardless, we′ll fuck 'cause the trife in us

It′s deep-rooted, the music of being young and dumb

Is never muted, in fact, it's much louder where I′m from

We know a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack addict

She live with her granny and her younger two brothers

Her favorite cousin Demetrius′ irrepetible

Family history of gang banging did make me skeptical

But not enough to stop me from getting a nut

I wanna come over "What's up?" That's what I told her soon as this episode

Of Martin go off, I′m trying to get off

I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty

Probably could hurt me, but fuck it I got some heart

Grab my momma keys, hopped in the car, then, oh boy

So now I′m down Rosecrans in a Caravan

Passing Alameda, my gas meter in need of a pump

I got enough to get me through the traffic jam

At least I hope 'cause my pockets broke as a promise man

I′m thinking 'bout that sex, thinking ′bout her thighs

Or maybe kissing on her neck, or maybe what position's next

Sent a picture of her titties blowing up my texts

I looked at ′em and almost ran my front bumper into Corvette

Enthused by the touch of a woman, she's a masseuse

And I'm a professional porn star when off the Goose

I had a fifth in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom

I′m hoping to get her loose like an Uncle Luke Anthem

I′m two blocks away, 250 feet

And six steps from where she stay, she waving me 'cross the street

I pulled up a smile on my face, and then I see

Two niggas, two black hoodies, I froze as my phone rang

Please leave your message for 323-

Record your message after the tone

Kendrick, where you at? Head home, I′m sittin' here waitin′ on my van

You told me you was gon' be back in 15 minutes

I gotta go to the county buildin′, man

These kids ready to eat, I'm ready to eat, shit

I gotta get them food stamps, come on now

You on yo' way or what?

I hope you ain′t out there messin′ with them damn hood-rats out there, shit

'Specially that crazy-ass girl Sherane

Plus you got school tomorrow

You keep fuckin′ around in them streets, you ain't gon′ pass to the next grade, 11th grade

(Is that Kendrick on the phone?)

Yo' daddy hollerin′ 'bout some damn dominoes (let me holler at him)

He want to holler at you too, go on 'head, Kenny, go on, shit!

(Hello? Yeah, where my motherfuckin′ dominoes at?)

Kenny (what?)

You on his voicemail, damn fool (oh)

Shit

K, where my motherfuckin′ dominoes at?

This the second time I ask you to bring my fuckin' dominoes

Kenny give me the damn phone, shit, don′t hang up! Damn!

Let me see, Kendrick! When you get this message, man, call me back

I need to know when you gon' bring back my damn car

This man fussin′ 'bout some damn dominoes

It ain′t all that serious, fuck, damn dominoes

Shit, I'ma miss my damn appointment! Fuck!

Fuck them damn dominoes, nobody wanna hear that

Nobody want to hear yo' ass!

Mattafact, cut my motherfuckin′ oldies back on

You killin′ my motherfuckin' vibe