Seventeen

Five foot seven with light green eyes Body built like a woman over twenty five Plus she push the whip that the average women couldn't get Less she worked about two nine to five's Girly played the game just a little too mature She damn near had everything I was looking for But things seemed shady When I asked my lady to meet at the club She had trouble at the door That's when I found out that She was only seventeen years old And I couldn't see her no more I ain't tryin to see myself locked up For knockin up some young joan How could I explain this situation to my family And all of my boys I'm sorry shorty But you've got to get gone Yeah I tried to cut her off But she wasn't having it She kept telling me her age didn't mean sh And that's when she started to cry Baby I need you in my life And without you I just couldn't handle it So what's a brother to do Either way I lose I could just say my piece Or piss off her peace And talk it out with the boys in blue Cause when it comes down to it She was just seventeen years old And I was dead wrong from the door I ain't tryin to see myself locked up For knockin up some young joan How could I explain this situation to my family And all of my boys I'm sorry shorty But you've got to get gone Yeah