Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wrong Girl, artist - Marco Polo. Album song PA2: The Director's Cut, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Soulspazm
Song language: English
Wrong Girl |
Though I hate to see you leave |
I even had thoughts to beg and plead |
You did me wrong girl |
I want you gone girl |
I wore my heart upon my sleeve |
I let you take control over me |
You did me wrong girl |
Did me wrong, I want you gone girl |
When it began a couple years, I swore she was a miracle |
She was like of verse of I need love up in my stereo |
Fly the way she putting make up on and how she wearing clothes |
Had a pair of those white stiletto heels that bared her toes |
Now I got a wider scope, hand on our scenario |
Thinking to myself it’s just somebody that I barely know |
I want a love, she looking for a lover boy burial |
But here I go for another round upon the Merry Go |
We never get along, it’s like we’re steady arguing |
She don’t even try to pick the phone up when I call her and |
I know that’s nothing but the grudge that she be harboring |
But we make up and we break up, later do it all again |
The way we get it in is the clashing of the titans |
Whether we be making love, laughing, or we’re fighting |
Something like a cocktail of passion and excitement and |
Maybe it’s the reason for this anthem that I’m writing |
She say that I be judging her, I say she don’t be listening |
I say that it’s love enough, she don’t know what the difference is |
I say that she don’t support the music life I’m living in |
So she’ll never know that she’s the focus of these sentences |
Like when I’m addressing her she say that I’m pressing her |
I say I’m immediate, she say that I be stressing her |
After we done had an argument and then I question her |
I swear to God I got pin her down like I’m a wrestler |
I be trying to find the origin of why we’re hollering |
She be trying to tuck emotions in and she be guarding ‘em |
The fussing and it’s pushing up the walls of my apartment and |
Now I get the silent treatment till she want to talk again |
It’s like we’re making love, next minute we’re breaking up |
Then a minute after that we make amends and making up |
Try to make it last but we don’t to make it of |
So it made me realize tomorrow wasn’t made for us |
There’s no turning back for me, I got to keep it moving |
‘Cause love don’t live here anymore under this leaky roof and |
This house is not a home because of all that needs improvement |
And sadly y’all to leave her, that was the only solution |
So no more bickering and no more acting ignorant |
No more talking till you feeling like you wasn’t listening |
No more claiming that we made a baby for positioning |
But then again, there’s no more us, no more of this predicament |
Alot like her beginning so no more Adam and Eva |
I don’t love her no more, but I ain’t mad at her neitha |
Know she think I’m wrong, I’m thinking madam’s a diva |
I’m hoping that ever after is how happiness treat her |
But there’s simply no endless or no limitless love |
And no romantic story ever written for us |
For what it’s worth, the work it really wasn’t nearly enough |
It’s over now, I think we’re both aware that it was |
«Ladies and gentlemen, the story you’re about to see is true. |
The names have |
been changed to protect the innocent.» |