Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Ex's

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

Mister

Dear misses ho
for you like my life time depending on
You're a centerfold, every womans goal
To a nigga and his money long
Haters a letter to my ex ho, i start kiss my ass.. EX O's
Ok talk 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 a long story 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
her everything she had if i could recall
so couple months i gotta her in
show money got me out of town
they got her when i'm not around
she was moveing tryin me outta bounds
pictures of her and niggas because i hate to found
sad part was the was trickin off outta the town
And i was too blind to see it
knew this bitch was kind of fishy like old tuna
Took her clothes n em in old sewer damn you shoulda really seen her face then
She oficially on my list
She pulled up on some shock
I'm bags in the Front trick
And that on my common sense
See you ain't nothing but a has been i'm ashes to ashes

And here's a letter to my
you aint' but a has been
oh was only happy the cash in
you try to play me like a bitch
but i ain't trippin 'cause your pussy kinda
oh her ego than her ass is
Man i'm so glad you're the tense
I used to love you with the
Sincerely yours.

Oh, dear independent hoes
Still searching like my life time on
a centerfold every womans inner gold
to the nigga and his money long
If you ain't got it you can on
I'm talking like the Loiue bag
No matter swag or you new
I swear my last was a bee a honeycomb
I thought we'd woulda really long
we were the ones to put the on
in the begining it was fairytale
I'm talkin make believe love caught in believe
But that's until i started buyin
it was cool now she started wedding rings
such a drama queen all kinds of things
corrupted by a life she could see the green
wanted so i can be there 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 blast like a bill
I call her mama to transport her,
Did you throw her out dog? kinda, sorta
She was mad so she file a order
just to and get a bag fill the trash house?
Swore to made me leave lily passed out
Hey but i end up moving in
Oh my mama with a set of twins

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

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