Your ex was a dog, but you knew that shit Now a little bit of puppy fat, moaning 'bout belly Stressin' your best sides, take time And you took about a pictures already You far a hoe but you dressin' like a jezzy Backin' it up like a pro is make me catch a semi Semi, did your drink go, take mine Don't worry the bill, we ain't gotta pay it Now she jumpin' round here bare footed, bitches test her You got that recipe that make me wanna ya So here, we have to stay here all Cause rockin' out you here would be my pleasure
a good sign You're sendin' chills to my But me no want a kiss from your or a taste of ya cope unless it's all mine And fuck your ex, he's Tonight he's gonna wish he did you like that You can put it on your Twitter or Insta, either way He's gonna ya and I throw that right back This ain't a Turn down the But me no a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya cope unless it's all mine
Cause now I see you like my friend, would you be my best friend Who's this young ugly dude, lie in the yes men And I'm not too embarrassed to take my bitch to And we can't even eat lavish when I her out in the Westend Woah, that's kinda evil, don't let me my ego Ayo, drop me number or at least write down your email My hands are on her waistline, he's buggin' on her It's poppin' off my baby, you should change that shit to waste man You got that recipe make me wanna undress ya Jumpin' here bare footed, bitches can't test her And let me just say one I on my life I could fuck with you forever
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