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Hey, is she home
No, she's not yet
All right,

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

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

girl, she makes the good motion
Make no mistake, she's deep as the
Jake sleeps in the heart of the city
And God'll never make another this pretty
And I can never guess why she messed wit' me
Word to P.Diddy, I treated her
I'm sick of like opposites attract
When they the drum track, screaming, "Baby, come back"

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

Try to get you on the
But your mother says gone
And you ain't home
Girl, I'm sleeping

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

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

Man, to with the cash 'cause that ain't the point
We used to sit around and after smokin' the joint
We used to watch TV and eat chicken
We had tickle fights, we did the wild
Now I'm all alone up in my
This house is empty
We used to talk about being and groom
And now we ain't even

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

Try to get you on the
And beg you to be
But you're so to find
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 ain't comin' home
The sweetest I've ever known
Turned off her phone, left me
With pain that cuts down to the
It be fixed, scars don't heal
None of these chicks out is real
Some of these got sex appeal
But their souls all up empty
Put me in the mix, girl, the deal?
All I'm to be is friendly