The song narrates the story of an intense and personal confrontation, where the protagonist sees themselves as a "desperado" or a devil, rather than a victim or mere spectator. The lyrics suggest a conflict with someone who has deeply betrayed or hurt them, leading the protagonist to consider revenge and redemption. In summary, the song is about empowerment in the face of betrayal and the determination to regain control and dignity. 🔥🎵😈

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🎤 Immerse yourself in the captivating lyrics of Jessie Murph "Son of a B":

I ain't no man in the middle
That ain't no man, that's the devil
He actin' all confidential
How 'bout that thirty-eight special?
I ain't no fucking beginner, hm-mm
And I veto, any boy with agenda
He walk around in that denim
Look good and bad and the random
There's only one he can handle

That boy go bad in the night time
That boy got hands on the wrong thighs
I got that dolce on that dolce on that dolce on mine
That boy woke up in the wrong room
Two girls and two bad tattoos
I know what's up and what went down up in room 432

Desperado, you son of a bitch
Chicago slutted up at the Ritz
I don't, I didn't sign up for this
You fucking son of a mm-mm
Wild thoughts of pullin' up where you at
With champagne and a Louisville bat
I know you didn't sign up for this
You fuckin' son of a bitch

I ain't no dame, I'm the devil
This side of me, she ain't Jessie
I got some plans of redemption
Some other plans I won't mention
You're gonna fucking remember

That girl rolled up in a G5
Laid back and sharpened my knife
I cut it off like Lorena
I'll take what's left of your pride
I think that judge would agree
You fucked up fuckin' with me
You know a passionate woman, they make the worst enemy

Desperado, you son of a bitch
Chicago slutted up at the Ritz
I don't, I didn't sign up for this
You fucking son of a mm-mm
Wild thoughts of, pullin' up where you at
With champagne and a Louisville bat
I know you didn't sign up for this
You fuckin' son of a bitch

Oh-woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh
Oh-woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, ooh-woah-oh, oh
You fuckin' son of a bitch

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