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When I was
I heard you was on whoever
you again? I can never
When I was
You tried to take a of a nigga
Had me a hammer on a nigga (On a nigga)
Thass' why you don't love these
Thass' why you don't love hoes
Thass' why you don't love hoes
Thass' why you don't love hoes

I was, in jail wit' all
You was waiting to fucking wit all niggas
My momma said I accept yo apology
But fuck that, that's just psychology
I dont you no more, and I think you a ho
You let a nigga go too long, no sto
For all my niggas doing time, I how it get
Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn a flip

Once upon a time, I thought I found but then she played me
I was gone, came back now my baby, a baby
I know you was cheatin', I was outta eatin'
But real players we don't get mad, we get
But is why I lost feelings, cause if these hoes ain't fully flippin',
Then cartwheeling

When I was
I heard you was fuckin' on
Love you again? I can
I was gone
You to take a advantage of a nigga
Had me a hammer on a nigga. (On a nigga)
Thass' why you don't love these
Thass' why you don't love hoes
Thass' why you don't love hoes
Thass' why you don't love these

She got a nigga in here, hot (dumb hot)
Tell a bitch, hurry up its in green dot
Left a nigga in the dirt, now she 7-Eleven giving free slurps
I bought a celly from my cellmate, she dont even a nigga no kind of sex-play
Fuck that bitch, I'mma have the lil home girls that bitch

I say my bail too high, my too low
My case too slow, from my P.O
I just got out I shoulda just stayed on the couch, now my ho tryna cuss me out
And my lawyer say the witness to trial,
On top of that I heard my main bitch around
Im bangin' and shit, my lady prolly sellin' her clit, no on my books
A nigga L'S wit this bitch!

I was gone
I heard you was on whoever
Love you I can never
When I was
You tried to take a advantage of a
Had me pull a on a nigga. (On a nigga)
Thass' why you don't love hoes
why you don't love these hoes
Thass' why you don't love these
Thass' why you don't love hoes

If I put my in a bitch, I'll always be hurt
Shoulda known you wasn't from that fake louie purse
You broke, dumb and
tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya mama a old ratchet hoochie
You couldn't stay down if you was to the floor,
Three daddy's I ain't tryna be fo' (uh-uh)
Thass why I got no love these hoes, duckin', you be suckin all the bros

I was gone, I heard you was fuckin on budda, hoein in the hood gettin gudda
When I was gone, heard you was hangin on the block, bitch I dont you on da block
When I ain't home, you be doing ho shit
Thinkin I heard up in this bitch?
Run my door, or I'mma a blade on you bitch
Pen it til she blast on you
And I ain't
My telly went big on the sto and you ain't yo phone
And now a nigga on, lost all respect for you
You can burn, I ain't gonna on you bitch

I was gone