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 my life time depending on
You're a centerfold, every inner goal
To meet a and his money long
a letter to my ex ho, before i start kiss my ass.. EX O's
Ok talk about a gold digger
Met her at video shoot, go figure but she was bad in the 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 with it now we up in every mall
her first Louie bag she was so appaled
not a but she love to watch a nigga ball
bought her everything she had if i could
so couple months i her movein in
they show got me out of town
got her trippin when i'm not around
she was moveing tryin playin me bounds
seein pictures of her and niggas because i to found
sad part was the bitch was trickin off the town
And i was too blind to see it
knew this bitch was kind of fishy like some old
Took her clothes n threw em in old sewer damn you shoulda really her face then
She oficially on my list
She pulled up on shock shit
I'm talking bags in the trick
And that on my common sense
See you ain't nothing but a has i'm talking ashes to ashes

And here's a to my ex's
you aint' but a has been
oh was happy when the cash in
you try to me like a band bitch
but i ain't 'cause your pussy kinda average
oh her ego bigger her ass is
Man i'm so glad the pass tense
I used to love you the passion
Sincerely yours.

Oh, dear misses independent
searching like my life time depended on
You're a centerfold womans inner gold
to meet the and his money long
If you ain't got it you can on
I'm talking the Loiue bag homes
No matter swag or you new
I swear my last was a bee like a
I we'd woulda really last long
we were the to put the money on
in the begining it was fairytale
I'm talkin believe love caught in make believe
But that's until i buyin things
it was now she started wanted wedding rings
such a queen demanding all kinds of things
corrupted by a life she only see the green
wanted kids so i can be there any means let her tell we were something, like a perect
damn, had a cut it she was out of
try to pull me on blast like a bill
I call her mama tryin to her,
Did you throw her out dog? kinda, sorta
She was mad so she file a restraining
just to come and get a bag fill the house?
Swore to cops me leave lily passed out
Hey but i end up back in
Oh my prego with a set of twins

That's a lotto settle in
I the story really never ends
Well here's the to my ex then
I she used to be my best friend
Now a memory from back then
I she probably misses that feeling
Big sprees and the fuckin plane trips
She the last on my ex lily hada nigga stressn
Damn.

tell me what's love
What's your definition of
Is love buying one another gifts
up ..depending on the price tag
Is love?
i mean a nigga just looking for somebody genuine too ride for. i'm feeling like love
It don't' give a on me anyway
relationships aint for me,
I guess its why im this