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Hey, is she yet?
No, not home yet
All right,

Try to get you on the
But your mother says gone
And you coming home
Girl, I'm sleeping

Try to get you on the
And ask you to be
But you're so to find
Girl, I'm alone

Baby girl, she the good motion
Make no mistake, she's deep as the
Jake never in the heart of the city
And never make another woman this pretty
And I can never guess why she even messed me
to P.Diddy, I treated her shitty
I'm sick of cliches like attract
When they drop the drum track, screaming, "Baby, back"

bites like pit bull fights
I jump bed and throw on my lights
clothes are all gone and you ain't there
Your makeup is empty
I found an old picture of you washing your
And now we ain't even

Try to get you on the
But mother says you're gone
And you coming home
Girl, I'm alone

Try to get you on the
And beg you to be
But you're so hard to
Girl, I'm alone

Ain't too many that bang like this shorty
She'll sip champagne, she'll come a forty
Got a smell that entice, dress kinda
In public she's nice, in private she's
I had every man's dream in the palm of my
And it all up like the Taliban
She left town with my and wrecked all our plans
And I don't even care the fifty grand

Man, to hell with the cash 'cause that the point
We used to sit and laugh after smokin' the joint
We to watch TV and eat chicken wings
We had tickle fights, we did the wild
Now I'm all up in my room
house is feelin' empty
We used to talk about bride and groom
And now we ain't friendly

Try to get you on the
But your mother says you're
And you ain't coming
Girl, I'm alone

Try to get you on the
And beg you to be
But you're so hard to
Girl, I'm sleeping

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry,

Me corazon comin' home
The thing I've ever known
Turned off her phone, me alone
With pain cuts down to the bone
It can't be fixed, scars don't
None of chicks out here is real
Some of chicks got sex appeal
But their souls all come up
Put me in the mix, girl, what's the
All I'm to be is friendly