x2] I wanted you to That I am to go, heartbeat My I you to know you are around, can't speak I can't
I what your boy like tie and a cuff tight He go and make You walk naked I just text you Turn your phone over, when all over No settling down, my go to your screen You know better than I come around when you least me I'm sitting at the bar when your glass is You that the songs coming on to tempt me I need to be alone like the way you me You start calling, you crying I over, I'm inside you I can't you The girl that I had But the sex that we have, isn't bad The text say "It's not fair" That's for "He's not here" And I'ma flirt this new girl And I'ma call if it don't So we fuck, till we come, to All the that we thought we was losing I'm ghost and you this That's why we broke up in the first
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It's late night I know you heard me But you don't want the same two can play that game So I'm with my girlfriend 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 something from me And it's hard to make a go one hundred And my dude freakin' out over a fate She on time, but she late for first date 'Cause he went and out all new condoms off in a threesome, good problems? Right? Askin' him if she gonna play With the super smash brothers, but none of you I miss the sex you kiss whenever you through Sixty nine is the dinner for two I was wrong, but would you have to you? Uh, you crazy I got a heart, but the Is the only thing girls when you in that smokin' light
x2]
So we're This the real shit? We used to hold hands like field I'm a jerk, but your dude is a dick I read his post on your wall and I sick He cool, he ball and all that But he just a nigga who blog in all caps You coulda' wait to I'm going straight for your thighs the cake you ate I a fuck about the niggas that you say you hate You know that I'm the best when I'm I'm the that you had, face it J and Keyshia are related, I you money, then you burn it, like you made off She ain't a killer, but she'd blow your head off I he wondering, "What the fuck you hiding?" we dated like raps about Bin Laden Ayo, fuck Are we Are we fucking? Are we best friends? Are we in between that? I wish we fucked, and I mean that
But not really, you say the nastiest shit in bed and fuckin' awesome