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

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

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

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

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

Try to get you on the
But your mother says gone
And you ain't coming
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

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

Man, to hell with the 'cause that ain't the point
We used to sit around and laugh after 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
This house is empty
We to talk about being bride and groom
And now we ain't even

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

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 thing I've known
off her phone, left me alone
With that cuts down to the bone
It be fixed, scars don't heal
None of these out here is real
of these chicks got sex appeal
But souls all come up empty
Put me in the mix, girl, what's the
All I'm to be is friendly