| 9−1-1 Emergency, what’s the issue?
|
| Th-this girl she’s out she’s…
|
| Wow, wow, wow relax honey, speak to me
|
| There’s this girl outside of my house and she keeps tryna come in
|
| Uh huh
|
| And I keep tryna push her away but… but I feel like she’s gonna come in and do
|
| something… I…I don’t know…
|
| Okay, what is your name darling?
|
| It’s Marcus Hopson
|
| Okay Marcus, relax
|
| I’m trying
|
| I need you to explain to me who this girl is please
|
| Okay, okay, okay…
|
| Here, let me read you her bio (go 'head)
|
| She was raised in Cleveland, Ohio (Uh huh)
|
| Got a tattoo of a cross on her left tit
|
| Yo, but, she don’t believe in no bible (what?)
|
| She flashing niggas when I’m on stage
|
| She let anyone see em' at my show (you're kidding)
|
| First time I met her was at a meet and greet
|
| She ran up in a hurry and was like «woah»
|
| «Hi Hop, I’m Ramona (hi)
|
| Please forgive me, I might go nuts
|
| I don’t know but I’m like so lucky
|
| And I just wish I could just… oh fuck
|
| I’m nervous and I feel worthless
|
| Please don’t think I’m doing this on purpose
|
| I just cannot control all my urges
|
| You’re just… oh my God you’re so perfect»
|
| Man if you fuck with this bitch then you’re doomed (yup)
|
| She followed me and my tour crew
|
| To my hotel, I’m like «who are you?
|
| Where you going?"she said «your room"(silly)
|
| Like «woah look, ho you gotta go, just because I ripped the mic
|
| Don’t mean you get the right to follow me back to my hotel room,
|
| you ain’t 'bout to spent the night, aight?»
|
| She said «okay, Marcus, what if I give you my pussy (what?)
|
| Oh my God, getting fucked by Hopsin, do you know how awesome that would be? |
| Ah»
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona
|
| This bitch is stalking me, fucking
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona
|
| Get this bitch off of me
|
| Fucking Ramona
|
| She became friends with my girlfriend but my girlfriend did not know (know what?
|
| Now Ramona’s obsessed with me, she been to at least ten of my shows, woah
|
| Fucking all my niggas names up she like «Gerald Benton, he wrecks it
|
| Disney Wright, we repping, I love SwisSs, three S’s»
|
| I’m like «God damn bitch, You ain’t even got no chance bitch
|
| You ain’t even my real fan bitch, you only know 'Sag my Pants' bitch»
|
| All over my Instagram pics, tryna get my attention
|
| Hoping I’mma get you a ticket and fly you to Cali and put you in a bed you can
|
| ride the dick in (hell no ho)
|
| I can’t lie though, her ass fat
|
| She send me nudes up on Snapchat
|
| I know every nigga done tapped that
|
| She gets sad cause I do not snap back (hahaha)
|
| That nasty girl, I ain’t touching her (nope)
|
| Fuck her, I don’t fuck with her (nuh uh)
|
| She a real rap chasing hustler
|
| If you see her ass, hit the slut alert
|
| This one time she tried to cuh…
|
| (Oh my God, Hopsin) what the fuck (hey)
|
| What the fuck are you doing here?
|
| (I love you so much) shut your ass up, get your ass out
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona
|
| This bitch is stalking me, fucking
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona
|
| Get this bitch off of me
|
| Fucking Ramona
|
| Yo Hopsin (what up man?), you know that bitch named Ramona? |
| (yeah)
|
| I know you said that ho’s a space case but guess what (what?), I boned her, ah
|
| I swear to God Hop, man, it’s been sick
|
| She be like «Jarren, oh my God, you’re the shit
|
| I’ll never, ever, ever, ever brush my teeth now that my breath smells just like
|
| your dick»
|
| Yuck, she won’t leave me alone
|
| Every five seconds, bitch blowing up my phone
|
| I’m paranoid hoping she don’t show up at my home
|
| What the fuck was I on? |
| Pills and Patron
|
| Then the bitch talking 'bout she’s knocked up
|
| How bitch, damn, I had my cock locked up
|
| With a latex condom, and we just fucked two days ago
|
| Now how the fuck a baby pop up?
|
| Ah, she like «Jarren you’re right, must be SwizZz or maybe Dizzy Wright
|
| Cause he went inside it raw like, just the other night»
|
| Swear to God Hop, we gotta take this whores life
|
| But damn, who gon' let Kato know?
|
| That’s the nigga’s girlfriend, he don’t know that she a ho
|
| Now she on DJ Hoppa’s dick like «go DJ, go DJ, go»
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona
|
| This bitch is stalking me, fucking
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona
|
| Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona
|
| Get this bitch off of me
|
| Fucking Ramona
|
| I am not one of your fucking groupies Hopsin
|
| And honestly, you just lost a fucking fan, okay?
|
| I told all my friends about your music
|
| And now I regret it, and Jarren, you’re a fucking liar
|
| I only know you because of fucking Hopsin, okay?
|
| And I genuinely thought you were a nice fucking guy
|
| So I sucked your dick, and you made fun of me
|
| You made fun of me for sucking your fucking cock
|
| I so can’t live with myself right now
|
| …Okay I’m over it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ramona , by - Hopsin. Song from the album Pound Syndrome, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп