Regina, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep

Every night in the studio like I got no home

Quit my job, told my mama, no, this the life I chose

If I die, let the truth be told, put that on my bros

To the kids looking up to me, yes I fuck up too

But I don't go blaming no one else, I clean up the poo

I had just laid another verse, stepped out of the booth

Gina sent me another text, picture of her boobs

Caption read, hope you feel better, come over when through

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep

Oh that's your girl? Swear she got the good and a fatty too

Oh that's your girl way she make it move, think I got her hooked

I don't want no damn relationship

I'm just better laying pipe, what you like

Girl I'm not looking for relationship

Don't complicate it, fucking stick to the script

Now listen girl and listen well

I don't need no baggages

Less they got some cash in them

Need some space, go have it then

But don't you say you leaving him

Sorry, can't fit, in between

I'm too focused on my dreams

Don't want you waiting for me

You risking all you got for this?

All the spoiling, shopping spree

Tuition and this whip?

Go and talk it with your friends

Sure they got some better sense

I'll go kick it with my men

Probably see you next weekend

Go reconsider your plan

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep

Oh that's your girl? Swear she got the good and a fatty too

Oh that's your girl? Way she make it move, think I got her hooked

Oh that's your girl? Spend your cash on me when I make her cream

Oh that's your girl? Told her friends bout me, now they wanna see

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, she my stress relief

Oh that's your girl? She my stress relief, clap the cheeks to sleep