Dear Suzie

I got the phone on lock from nine to ten
I'm about to lock in so I'ma write this letter
I'ma put this bid in, the summer time is coming

Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
What you said? Listen
Whats today's date and today's time
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
Baby, I'm waiting on your mail, here come the CO
From his ear to his chin got his ass striped up
You only writing letters 'cause I'm heading towards the rich's
But then your friend can be my new boo
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie

And when you come to my visit, don't wear no draws
I appreciate the fan mail
I went from Manhattan Coombs to Allen and Downstate
Dear Suzie, I ain't have sex in a while

Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
'Til then, keep it tight like the Holy Virgin Mary
I read your letters locked up in my cell
I see you know I'm star in jail
I read your letters locked up in my cell
Now Suzie, you know I'll never try to use you or fool you
Send that new dawn diva a quarter a pack
1 just got off the jet with 50 and EM
I see you know I'm star in jail
But anyway ma' I'll be home in January
When it starts getting hot, po's are tired of coming
Listen miss, exit no, you love my flo

Ma' it's Tony Yayo, girl, I'm bound to blow
Buy some dice, roll chips matter fact C-Lo's

I can't wait to come home and preform a show
I appreciate the fan mail

Give me ten days, I'ma write you back
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
Send my G-Unit in my mail and package
Get some ice from Jacob so my neck can glow
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
I appreciate the fan mail
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
I'm going tell you what I told her on
Good bye, good bye, good bye, good bye
To Austin County, and did shock upstate
I'm in Dorm 2 Low and ma' here is my address
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
I read your letters locked up in my cell

Was your day okay? Is your mother better?

I'm in jail with my niggas beatin' off to your pictures
And I'm only writing letters 'cause your head game vicious
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie

Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
I'm feeling to write her back man
Dear Suzie, Dear Suzie
Twist some haze, twist some hash and a pound of dro
I see you know I'm star in jail
I appreciate the fan mail
Dear groupie lights out, girl, it's time to go
Sit-ups, push-ups, and write a new rhyme
It's your pimp your player, sincerely yours
I had a rumble in my house and sneak thief got cut

I appreciate the fan mail