Luyện nghe bài hát Yo Lost

This for the ladies, who getting hurt
let him hurt you no more
Tell him

Man, I never love cost
wondered what you fucking thought
Lying and cheating but now you
Fuck you that yo
I never said cost
Always wondered you fucking thought
and cheating but now you call?
Fuck you that yo

What you at?
Selling a love story don't exist
Can't make me happy no more you make me
and licking up on another bitch
Sending out dirty pics like you selling
Selling a love story that don't
make me happy no more you make me pissed
Fucking and licking up on another
out dirty pics like you selling dick

1]
Like a cat at one o'clock in the morning
Snuck your phone saw one text, "I'm horny"
For you to be my nigga that was corny
But get rest I'm on that ass in the morning
Fuck naw , I'm on ass right now
When I want the you be way too high
Was you chilling with the bros or maybe was a lie
Got bitches lurking on my page a motherfucking spy
They thinking we a couple but ain't even got a
thinking we in love looking for rings and David bridal
Who you been fucking when I be up on my
That's when he start "baby you kind of psycho"
Nah, nigga I'm the realist
When a love your demands can't feel it
Not getting love in that'll put me in my feelings
I let you bust when you want when my knees be
You just PG-13 and I'm R
Cause I thought I was the only bitch up in heart
I'm tryna figure out the pieces, what you hiding in the
Is you mad? Was you lying from the start?
Sometimes you make me feel like I shit
I hop up on uploading pics
But why I get up on your page seeing bitches that you laid call me baby I want the dick
And what happened to the roses? They coming in
What happen to "I ain't out I'm cuming in"?
happen to the Louis Gucci, Prada , and the Fend ?
I'm assuming another bitch got all that in
But cool, two can do the same nigga
You not a real nigga, you's a lame nigga
This not no arcade stop it with the nigga
I need an elephant become a pussy hitter

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2]
And it all start out in my head
At the strip clubs you spend your bread
Only you pop up is in my bed
You me like crap and you won't text back like you dead
That bitch around for that paycheck
And you just sticking around for that late
me lies when you look me in my eyes
And I'm knowing that you cheated and I that
But fuck it you can't say that bitch better
And her name man, I hope it ain't Heather
And when you get up in my bed you said fuck she said
Cause you like how my pussy get
Do you I'm trouble, trouble (I'm not)
Stop lying you ain't working no
I know you between her legs thinking about my head
And everything just become that
Sometimes you got me like I'm mental
When the truth is you a fucking rental
You got a sweet tooth for every thing that pass by
If you keep it up you might need
And do you think you can trust that
you a dopeboy , she a snitch
I held you down when you ain't have
What's funny is another pop up when you rich
Do you think that's a excuse now ?
And do you dry my when I cry
You just a fucking hoe fucking a hoe
Telling me and that bitch a whole bunch of

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