(it's girl) she next door to the store that i at we every 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 thinking of i ain't beating richard up the mental images her looked the closest that i got was when i'm poking her on
(this girl) chats are so exciting, cause it's she is inviting me to her world full of privacy i'm gassed up, i think she's liking me she's gullible, and i just wanna take it a pirate (aargh)
(this girl) i see her in not really two down, but any time that i pass to take a in a stall, i picture us in the hall lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick my left hand on her tits, aw my getting hard some thoughts of dating bitch
(it's girl) her is my password (... fuck)
(this girl) all my niggas got they and stuff but all the bitches, fuck i know bitches is sluts but she's special, i know to ya'll i off as rough but i'm the to her, and i just 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 we holdin' hands walkin' home i look past that, the fact fucking guys that i hate but...
(this girl) things are looking great, cut last time that we talked, she her relationship was rocky now that mr. faggot's gone, no one that can stop me from 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 guy, wait, why the fuck he 'bout to kiss her? to find out she got back with her... nigga... (damn) damn... fuck...
(it's girl) x2 she's so pretty, self pity, i feel so shitty i wanna text her in a jealous rage, but if she or say anything, smile, i know
what do i do with myself? sit in my room for some xbox with 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 tell em the truth and say she didn't like me much but i lie and say she moved to nebraska...
(it's girl...)