Seasons of the Prostitute

5/11/2018

By Joy Lynn Clark

I’ll be your prostitute

say you wan pull it

pump you full of bullets

I’ll be your prostitute

say I can’t live

I can’t get my loot

cause I’m a prostitute

if I can’t collect

then you gon’ get wet

call my baby daddy

and he’s blowing up your one room

Think you dope?

You gon’ learn a lesson

All day long digression

Collect that “@&$ Money

I ain’t $@“$)

So get that )&)$&@ money

and I never sucking

wanna be soft

I’ll collect on your $@@“$&

call me out my name

and it’s coming fast

and if your real then I might

just blast

catch me on the south side of the chi

cause I’m a prostitute

Say you wan pull it

pump you full of bullets

I’ll be your prostitute

Say I can’t live I can’t get my loot

cause I’m a prostitute

If I can’t collect

then you gon’ get wet

cause I’m a prostitute

call my baby daddy and he’s blowing up

your one room

Make her practice

make her actress

give me facets

but that $@$& will not read

but I wanna let you live

somethings got to give

like your life, like your life

wanna be soft

I’ll collect on your @$&&$

Call me out my name

and it’s coming fast

and if it’s real then I might just blast

catch me on the south side of the chi

-chorus

I ain’t enforcing

not endorsing

not riding mechanical horses

got my verses

while you rehearses

hold back the curses

but you take them

I’ll never brake them

and I bet you’ve got privilege

hope you can get with me

I’ll take the lit

and call the hit

If I’m a prostitute

then you owe me loot