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Four out of ten are love related
Keep 'ood, in-a your pants
And things won't 'appen to you
Check out da

him, excuse me, I beg your pardon
Inform him, that is playin' in your secret garden
'Cause he didn't cut the lawn,
I have a green thumb, you're not dumb, why you sweat me

You have your cake and eat it too, so do I
You're sneaking around, sneaking around, so why
Do you wanna continue, to every venue?
You don't tell him, offend you

This right so put him down on the scoop
That a blow-up sex doll for every group
Where are the footsteps you followed
Tippy-toed to my crib and did me a

You answered question I ever had
On the female anatomy, you sat on me
Cheating is more serious than the of pellum
So him, before I tell him

If Mary had her boyfriend
Like she was to
None of this would be

Tell him, his feelings, you
You took his credit card, on the boulevard
You bought me shirt after shirt his hard-earned work
You him like dirt

My conscience said to me, yo you better be careful
She gave you the to his Cherokee jeep
But I don't wanna go six feet
In the dirt for some

I was gonna cut her off but the was kinda dope
The even paid my car note, nope
I'm gonna let her go yet I get
This girl can get me out of financial debt

So I chill, passion kills, spilled
On an innocent then overspilled
The guilt, stuck in my so I suggest
That you tell him, maybe you can start off
Cheating is serious than the taking of pellum
So tell him, I tell him

If had told her boyfriend
Like she was to
None of would be happening

Here's one more bang for the
Never again you explode
Like you might miss the imprint of my fist
in the bed by your head

"Don't leave me Chubb, don't leave me Chubb", she
I got access to all of his
I lust for pelvic thrust so why don't you trust
Don't fuss, never find out about us

But baby, I see you no more and
Let me see at the door

Yo, who are
Who me? You don't know
Why I'm shoot ya

If had kept his prick in his pants
Like he was to
None of this would have