Tekster: The f-ups. Crack Ho.

Yesterday I swore and promised to God
That I'd get out and meet a real girl
So I got up started walking out the door five trailers down
And I see her

There she was just standing there
And I don't want to be her friend
I just want a little lucky time
For the first time in my life

And as we start to touch she quickly pulled away
Then she got off her knees and asked me for my bank, I just froze
I've never seen nothing like it before nope that girl's a little
Crack ho

Ho, oh, oh
When she came back to me, she smelt of something rank
Something stand now, fifty bucks is gone
And I've lost my will to masturbate