let me tell 'ya 'bout this chick named erica
i knew that i could tear it up
we grabbed a table and bought her a drink
got drunk and had sex but it's not what you think
we traded number and she texted me her name
but the pussy had me shooked like i'll never be the same
she was steppin' in the rain with the thumbs out hookin' for the hype out to help the pain
eighteen and she let it all slip away
born with a beautiful body
strippin' of a crack high
but she can't 'cause the drugs got her wings clipped
lost of the people she loved
from her curves to her hips to them pink lips
just another slut in the streets who's trynna get rich
it's kinda crazy how these people can change
you need to worry more 'bout yourself
you need to go get you some help
i seen her walkin' down town
had to bought enough of all her cries
who knew? seen her stuntin' in some new shoes
that another man bought 'cause she used dude
kinda clever and she know how to hustle cats like a hooker but it's hard for her to stomach that
got 'em runnin' back deals in the woods all day just like a lumberjack
it's not her fault over runs in her family
paps was a pimp and her mom was a casualty
everytime she goes to look into the mirror
she sees what she saw as a child but once clear
she was better than a groupie
trapped in the drugs and the essence of the beauty
all the medicine was soothin'
i keep walkin' like she never even knew me
it's kinda crazy how these people can change
you need to worry more 'bout yourself
you need to go get you some help