Your ex was a dog, but you knew shit already Now a little bit of puppy fat, moaning 'bout your Stressin' your best sides, take time And you took a million pictures already You far a hoe but you dressin' like a jezzy Backin' it up a pro is gonna make me catch a semi Semi, where did your go, take mine Don't worry 'bout the bill, we gotta pay it Now she jumpin' round here bare footed, bitches test her You got that recipe that me wanna undress ya So here, we have to stay here all rockin' out with you here would be my pleasure
It's a sign You're sendin' chills to my But me no a kiss from your lips or a taste of ya Can't cope it's all mine And fuck your ex, he's Tonight he's gonna wish he never did you that You can put it on your Twitter or your Insta, way He's miss ya and I throw that right back This ain't a Turn the lights But me no want a kiss from lips or a taste of ya Can't cope unless it's all
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 my bitch to Paris And we can't even eat when I take her out in the Westend Woah, that's kinda evil, don't let me my ego Ayo, me your number or at least write down your email My are on her waistline, he's buggin' on her FaceTime It's poppin' off cause my baby, you should change that to waste man You got that recipe make me wanna undress ya Jumpin' round here bare footed, can't test her And let me just say one I swear on my life I could with you forever
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