(it's girl) she lives door to the store that i at we talk night, she cry to me about her guy and if we text, i get when i get no reply
(it's girl) i know that she's the key to she is who i'm of when i ain't beating richard up the mental her face looked the closest that i got was when i'm poking her on
(this girl) video are so exciting, cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of i'm gassed up, i think she's liking me she's gullible, and i just take it like a pirate (aargh)
(this girl) i see her in not really two doors down, but any time that i to take a in a stall, i picture us in the hall locking lips on the wall, her hand my dick my left on her tits, aw my shit's getting hard some thoughts of this bitch
(it's girl) her name is my (... fuck)
(this girl) all my niggas got bitches and stuff but all the bitches, fuck i know bitches is sluts but special, i know to ya'll i come off as rough but i'm the nicest to her, and i want to concur a relation, i want the dates at the movies and stupid walks at the beach, and sharin' in a cup i never had that, so when we holdin' hands home i look past that, the she's fucking guys that i hate but...
(this girl) things are great, cut copy last time that we talked, she said her relationship was now that mr. faggot's gone, their's no one can stop me bagging her, i got these tickets to the roxies
(this girl) next day, metro's taking me i see her in a cut at wendy's, but not alone who's that guy, wait, why the fuck he 'bout to her? to find out she got back with her... nigga... (damn) damn... fuck...
(it's girl) x2 so pretty, fuck self pity, i feel so shitty i text her in a jealous rage, but if she replied or say anything, i'mma smile, i
what do i do with myself? sit in my for some days play with piles full of wet socks, fuck that
(this girl)
my nigga asked "ace, happened to such and such?" i her name, and then, tell em' i fucked or i could tell em the truth and say she didn't like me but i lie and say she moved to nebraska...
(it's girl...)