x2] I wanted you to I am ready to go, heartbeat My I wanted you to Whenever you are around, can't I speak
I know your boy like tie and a cuff tight He go and make You walk naked I might text you Turn your phone over, when it's all No settling down, my text go to your You know better that I around when you least expect me I'm sitting at the bar when glass is empty You thinking that the songs on to tempt me I need to be like the way you left me You calling, you start crying I over, I'm inside you I find you The that I once had But the sex that we have, half bad The text say "It's not fair" code for "He's not here" And I'ma flirt with new girl And I'ma call if it work So we fuck, till we come, to All the things that we thought we was I'm ghost and you know That's why we broke up in the place
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It's late night I know you heard me But you don't want the same Well two can that game So I'm chilling with my But she not my real She got a key to my but She's not my real Stupid, so Say the wrong thing and wrong girls runnin' I'm paranoid that these girls want something me And it's hard to a dime go one hundred And my dude freakin' out over a worse She on time, but she late for they first he went and tried out all new condoms Slipped off in a threesome, good Wrong Askin' him if she gonna games With the super brothers, but none of them you I the sex when you kiss whenever you through Sixty nine is the only for two I was wrong, but would you have listened to Uh, you crazy I got a heart, but the Is the thing girls want when you in that smokin' light
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So we're done? the real shit? We used to hold hands like field I'm a jerk, but your is a real dick I read his post on your and I feel sick He ain't cool, he ball and all But he just a fake nigga who blog in all You coulda' wait to I'm going straight for your thighs the cake you ate I give a fuck about the niggas you say you hate You know that I'm the when I'm a-fake-tionate I'm the best that you had, it J and are related, racist I you money, then you burn it, like you made off She ain't a killer, but she'd fucking your head off I he wondering, "What the fuck you hiding?" That we dated like raps about Bin Ayo, fuck Are we Are we fucking? Are we best Are we something in between that? I we never fucked, and I mean that
But not really, you say the nastiest shit in bed and it's awesome