Not to get more off topic, but I used to kick lines with my boy who could drop it,
Like its hot well let me tell a story, kid got me for a bank roll, and tried to rob me of my glory,
Had to do things proper, real clean I'm talking immaculate,
Secret Agent double o seven, sneak in the building through the back of it,
Sent the devil in a new dress to conquer a feat, seduce and betray,
She got him for 30 stacks plus the title to his Jeep, at least he wasn't gay,
He never confessed, didn't want to admit a sleazy breezy got him beat,
Moral of the tale is, you tussle with fire you get what you play with, heat.
Never found out who she really was, until one day he was browsing in his web's history..
It was his old homie's girl, with a photo and description that read.. R B G F E