Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Ex's

uhh they might not me for this one
ha it got my pen n pad anyway...

Mister

misses independent ho
Looking for you like my time depending on
You're a centerfold, womans inner goal
To a nigga and his money long
Haters a letter to my ex ho, before i kiss my ass.. EX O's
Ok Let's about a gold digger
Met her at shoot, go figure but she was bad in the mood flicker
See her looking got her see what's up wit her
to make a long short dog couple days i'm sleeping beating the kitty walls
Fell in love with it now we up in mall
bought her Louie bag she was so appaled
not a scout but she love to a nigga ball
bought her everything she had if i could
so couple i gotta her movein in
they show got me out of town
they got her trippin when i'm not
she was moveing tryin playin me bounds
seein pictures of her and niggas because i hate to
sad part was the bitch was off outta the town
And i was too blind to see it
knew this was kind of fishy like some old tuna
Took her clothes n threw em in old sewer damn you shoulda really seen her face
She oficially on my list
She pulled up on shock shit
I'm talking in the Front trick
And that words on my common
See you nothing but a has been i'm talking ashes to ashes

And here's a to my ex's
you nothing but a has been
oh was only happy when the in
you try to play me a band bitch
but i ain't 'cause your pussy kinda average
oh her ego bigger her ass is
Man i'm so glad you're the tense
I used to love you the passion
yours. Bitches

Oh, dear misses independent
Still searching my life time depended on
You're a centerfold womans inner gold
to meet the nigga and his long
If you got it you can carry on
I'm talking the Loiue bag homes
No matter or you new calogne
I my last was a bee like a honeycomb
I we'd woulda really last long
we were the ones to put the on
damn in the begining it was
I'm talkin make believe love in make believe
But until i started buyin things
it was now she started wanted wedding rings
such a drama queen demanding all kinds of
corrupted by a life she could only see the
wanted kids so i can be any means let her tell we were something, like a perect team
damn, had a cut it she was out of
try to pull me on like a bill boarder
I call her tryin to transport her,
Did you throw her out dog? kinda, sorta
She was mad so she a restraining order
just to come and get a bag the trash house?
to cops made me leave lily passed out
Hey but i end up back in
Oh my mama prego with a set of

That's a lotto settle in
I guess the story really never
Well the letter to my ex then
I swear she used to be my friend
Now she's a memory from then
I know she probably misses that
Big sprees and the mutha fuckin plane
She the last on my ex list lily nigga stressn
Damn.

Somebody tell me what's
What's definition of love?
Is buying one another different gifts
up ..depending on the price tag
Is that
i a nigga just looking for somebody genuine too ride for. i'm feeling like fuck love
It give a damn on me anyway
relationships aint for me,
I its why im writing this