Come here darlin, have a seat, we need to speak
Look straight in my eyes, tell me what you see?
Is it that same n*gga that you fell for from the door
Ain`t I that same n*gga we was both on the train goin hard
and then your sh*t surfaced
Takin the phone in the bathroom, whisperin wit your girlfriends
Try to play me on some jerk sh*t
Numbers underneath the sole of your lady Timb`s
... oohh sh*t!!
Kid, I kept it tight for you
Turned n*gga`s down, didn`t go out all them nights for you
And I ain`t even that type`a b*tch
I heard about Jones Beach and Luke`s Freak Fest
Nevertheless I still put my faith in you
You was my dog, so I stayed faithful
But I`ll be god damned if I be some n*gga dumb b*tch
It`s f**ked up it gotta go down like this...
[P] Yo, have you ever had a b*tch that`ll pop guns for you?
[B] Type of n*gga you`ll do anything he ask to?
[P] Snake b*tch turn around and backstab you?
[B] Crab n*gga found out he f**ked around too?
[P] Threw her cash, threw in the smash, that`s boo
[P] Rockin your 4 wheel drive and tattoo
[B] Talk sweet thinkin that he rockin you to sleep?
[B] Who me? Fall for that bullsh*t, you got it twist
You was once my bunny, now you want to act funny
I`m that same n*gga from the first day who dress bummy
Same grimy style n*gga, I`m still hungry
I never lost my thirst for takin that money
I never lost my lust for chicks lovely
You met me on those terms, so that`s how I`m runnin
I still walk up in the crib 5 in the mornin
... and still count my cash before I crash
What you thought, you had a dunny? I ain`t the one honey
You skim 20`s out of my stacks of Benny`s
You done found yourself a street life love, to death do us
Remember that sh*t, now everything`s ass-backwards
We was more like Mickie and Mallory
You fouled out on me; found another man math in your belly bag, damn!
I wish you luck though, you sneaky bum hoe
Catch you on the corner while I pass in my truck though
First of all f**k You, and everything you own n*gga
You got a lotta nerve, n*gga
I should throw a brick thrrough your sh*t, f**k your whips
It ain`t about that, it`s about you givin out my dick
Or so it seems, I can only call it how I see it
Got hoes callin the crib, hangin up not speakin
Come on, what type of sh*t is that?
What, I`m sposed to sit back, stay up all night for you to get back?
Like the world revolves around P
So while you strolled in at 5 I was comin in at 3 3:30
n*ggas wanna play dirty
f**k it, that`s how you wanna rock let`s get dirty
Yeah, condom wrappers in the back of the Azure
Talkin bout you let your mans get off, your G ain`t strong
I`m gone, you ain`t worth the tears
You lost the best thing you ever had in your life, a waste of my years
I might give out, but I`ll neeeeeeeeever give iiinn..
We might as well, be friends, yes we have...
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