Sherane a.k.a Master Splinter’s Daughter

Kendrick Lamar

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Sherane a.k.a Master Splinter’s Daughter Song Lyrics
Lord God
I come to you a sinner
And I humbly repent for my sins
I believe that Jesus is Lord
I believe that you raised him from the dead
I will ask that Jesus come to my life

And be my Lord and Savior
I receive Jesus to take control of my life
And that I may live for him from this day forth
Thank you, Lord Jesus, for saving me with your precious blood
In Jesus' name, Amen

I met her at this house party on El Segundo and Central
She had the credentials of strippers in Atlanta
Ass came with a hump from the jump she was a camel
I want to ride like Arabians, push an '04 Mercedes-Benz
"Hello my name is Kendrick," she said "No, you're handsome"
Whispered in my ear, disappeared then found her dancing
Ciara had played in the background
The parade music we made had us all wearing shades now, cool
"Where you stay?" She said "Down the street from Dominguez High"

Okay, I know that's borderline Compton or Paramount
"Well is it Compton?"
"No," she replied and quickly start batting her eyes and
Strictly had wanted her thighs around me
17, with nothing but pussy stuck on my mental
My motive was rather sinful
"What you trying to get into?"
She didn't tell, just gave me her Nextel
Dropped the number, we chirped the whole summer and well

The summer had passed, and now I'm liking her
Conversation we having probably enticing her
Who can imagine? Maybe my actions would end up wifing her
Love or lust, regardless, we'll fuck 'cause the trife in us
It's deep-rooted, the music of being young and dumb
Is never muted, in fact, it's much louder where I'm from
We know a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack addict
She live with her granny and her younger two brothers

Her favorite cousin Demetrius' irrepetible
Family history of gang banging did make me skeptical
But not enough to stop me from getting a nut
I wanna come over "What's up?" That's what I told her soon as this episode
Of Martin go off, I'm trying to get off
I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty
Probably could hurt me, but fuck it I got some heart
Grab my momma keys, hopped in the car, then, oh boy

So now I'm down Rosecrans in a Caravan
Passing Alameda, my gas meter in need of a pump
I got enough to get me through the traffic jam
At least I hope 'cause my pockets broke as a promise man
I'm thinking 'bout that sex, thinking 'bout her thighs
Or maybe kissing on her neck, or maybe what position's next
Sent a picture of her titties blowing up my texts
I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into Corvette

Enthused by the touch of a woman, she's a masseuse
And I'm a professional porn star when off the Goose
I had a fifth in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom
I'm hoping to get her loose like an Uncle Luke Anthem
I'm two blocks away, 250 feet
And six steps from where she stay, she waving me 'cross the street
I pulled up a smile on my face, and then I see
Two niggas, two black hoodies, I froze as my phone rang

Please leave your message for 323-
Record your message after the tone
Kendrick, where you at? Head home, I'm sittin' here waitin' on my van
You told me you was gon' be back in 15 minutes
I gotta go to the county buildin', man
These kids ready to eat, I'm ready to eat, shit
I gotta get them food stamps, come on now
You on yo' way or what?
I hope you ain't out there messin' with them damn hood-rats out there, shit
'Specially that crazy-ass girl Sherane

Plus you got school tomorrow
You keep fuckin' around in them streets, you ain't gon' pass to the next grade, 11th grade
(Is that Kendrick on the phone?)
Yo' daddy hollerin' 'bout some damn dominoes (let me holler at him)
He want to holler at you too, go on 'head, Kenny, go on, shit!
(Hello? Yeah, where my motherfuckin' dominoes at?)
Kenny (what?)
You on his voicemail, damn fool (oh)

Shit
K, where my motherfuckin' dominoes at?
This the second time I ask you to bring my fuckin' dominoes
Kenny give me the damn phone, shit, don't hang up! Damn!
Let me see, Kendrick! When you get this message, man, call me back
I need to know when you gon' bring back my damn car

This man fussin' 'bout some damn dominoes
It ain't all that serious, fuck, damn dominoes
Shit, I'ma miss my damn appointment! Fuck!
Fuck them damn dominoes, nobody wanna hear that
Nobody want to hear yo' ass!
Mattafact, cut my motherfuckin' oldies back on
You killin' my motherfuckin' vibe
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