(it's girl) she lives door to the that i loiter at we talk night, she cry to me about her guy and if we text, i get pissed when i get no
(it's girl) i know that the key to love she is who i'm of when i ain't beating richard up the images her face looked the closest that i got was i'm poking her on facebook
(this girl) chats are so exciting, cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of i'm getting gassed up, i think she's 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 i pass to take a in a stall, i picture us in the hall locking on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick my left hand on her tits, aw my shit's getting some thoughts of this bitch
(it's girl) her is my password (... fuck)
(this girl) all my niggas got they and stuff but all the bitches, they i know bitches is sluts but she's special, i know to ya'll i off as rough but i'm the nicest to her, and i want to concur a relation, i want the cheesy dates at the and stupid at the beach, and sharin' straws in a cup i never had that, so when we holdin' hands walkin' i look past that, the she's fucking guys that i hate but...
(this girl) things are looking great, cut last time that we talked, she said her relationship was 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 that guy, wait, why the fuck he 'bout to kiss come to find out she got back 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
do i do with myself? sit in my room for some days play xbox piles full of wet socks, fuck that
(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 truth and say she didn't me much but instead i lie and say she to nebraska...
(it's girl...)