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