(it's girl) she next door to the store i loiter at we talk every night, she cry to me her guy and if we text, i get pissed i get no reply
(it's girl) i that she's the key to love she is who i'm thinking of when i beating richard up the mental images her looked the that 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 full of privacy i'm getting gassed up, i think liking me she's gullible, and i just wanna take it a pirate (aargh)
(this girl) i see her in not really two doors down, but any time that i to take a piss in a stall, i picture us in the locking on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick my left hand on her tits, aw my getting hard some thoughts of this bitch
(it's girl) her name is my (... fuck)
(this girl) all my got they bitches and stuff but all the bitches, they i know these is sluts but she's special, i know to ya'll i come off as 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 sharin' in a cup i never had that, so when we hands walkin' home i look past that, the fact she's 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 that can me from bagging her, i got tickets to the roxies
(this girl) next day, taking 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 her? 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 wanna text her in a rage, but if she replied 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 asked "ace, what to such and such?" i her name, and then, tell em' i fucked or i could tell em the truth and say she like me much but instead i lie and say she to nebraska...
(it's girl...)