| She said everything you say is a lie
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| I text you and you never reply
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| Sometimes I wish I woulda been with a regular guy
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| All these years and you gon' string me on like that?
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| Like a puppet and Gepetto when you know I’mma snap
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| You don’t understand the power that you have to affect me
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| Could use it for good, but you’d rather neglect me
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| You keep pulling me back like a Chinese finger trap
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| I try to let go, but you just won’t let me
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| I guess that she could sense the sex in the morning
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| Judging by the way she kept texting and calling
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| Phone blowing up, you say you never ignore me
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| She found a rubber in the crib
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| She got the evidence on me, damn
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| And that’s my fault, I made mistakes, G
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| I knew you was crazy, but not this crazy
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| And still I opened the door, I shoulda known better
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| But who’d’ve ever thought you’d be the wifey and a homewrecker
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| She flipped the kitchen table and broke a water glass
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| Screamed, «Bitch, come out here, I’m coming for yo ass»
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| I screamed back like, «Please stay in the bathroom
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| Whatever you do, do not leave the bathroom»
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| She in the room, ass out like a baboon
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| Looking extra hot like a vacay in Cancun
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| My girl tryna swing on a nigga with a damn broom
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| Now look at the mess we made, baby
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| And that’s my fault, I made mistakes, G
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| I knew you was crazy, but not this crazy
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| And I opened the door, I shoulda known better
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| But who’d’ve ever thought you’d be the wifey and a homewrecker
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| Damn, the wifey and a homewrecker
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| Who’d’ve ever thought you’d be the wifey and a homewrecker
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| Shit
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| I knew you was crazy, I knew you was crazy, but goddamn
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| Who’d’ve ever thought we’d take it this far
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| We like to get drunk and get pissed off, but this, dog?
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| My chick start ringing every buzzer on the wall
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| Fienin' on a nigga like an addict in withdrawals
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| My other chick hiding in the bathroom in her drawers
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| And me, I’m the middle just like Malcolm in the hallway
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| Like, «Please, don’t pull a fuckin' stove out the wall, babe
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| I knew you was crazy, I knew you was crazy»
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| She said, «You don’t know what you do to me, baby»
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| I say, «I do,"she say, «You don’t,"I say, «Let go,"she say, «I won’t»
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| Now we wrestlin' in the kitchen, «How the hell you get so strong?»
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| She pull the dressers out the cabinet, all the knives fell on the floor, whoa
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| I drive you crazy, but you love that shit
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| I’m looking down at the knives, «Please, don’t cut that bitch
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| I mean, she ain’t know I was yo nigga»
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| (Open up!)
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| She like, «It's time to go, nigga, peace»
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| And then police come in the crib, looking all out the window
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| And shorty come out the bathroom, mad as a schitzo
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| I wanna speak to her, but as a minority
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| I had to hide the weed first, that’s a priority
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| It feels like Love &Hip-Hop should be recording me
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| 10 minutes later and we acting so cordially
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| I got shorty a car, you came back to the door
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| I knew we hit rock bottom as we laid on the floor
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| And that’s my fault, I made mistakes, G
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| I knew you was crazy, but not this crazy
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| And I made it happen, I shoulda known better
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| But who’d’ve ever thought you’d be the wifey and a homewrecker
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| Damn, the wifey and a homewrecker
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| Who’d’ve ever thought you’d be the wifey and a homewrecker
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| I knew you was crazy, but not this crazy
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| A homewrecker, a homewrecker
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| I wanna go back
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| A homewrecker, a homewrecker
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| A homewrecker, I wanna go back
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| A homewrecker |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Homewrecker , by - Victor Kwesi Mensah. Song from the album The Autobiography, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп