(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 the key to love 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 her on facebook
(this girl) video are so exciting, it's like she is inviting me to her world full of privacy i'm getting up, i think she's liking me she's gullible, and i wanna take it like a pirate (aargh)
(this girl) i see her in not really two doors down, but any that i pass to take a piss in a stall, i picture us in the lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick my hand on her tits, aw my shit's getting hard thoughts of dating this bitch
(it's girl) her is my password (... fuck)
(this girl) all my niggas got bitches and stuff but all the bitches, they i know these bitches is 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 the cheesy dates at the movies and stupid walks at the beach, and straws 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 looking great, cut last that we talked, she said her relationship was rocky now that mr. faggot's gone, no one that can stop me bagging her, i got these 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 that guy, wait, why the fuck he 'bout to kiss her? come to 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, smile, i know
what do i do with myself? sit in my for some days play xbox piles full of wet socks, fuck that
(this girl)
my asked "ace, what 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 me much but i lie and say she moved to nebraska...
(it's girl...)