| It’s been a 8 year spread and 4 baby mamas
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| Still ain’t found no wife, all I found was drama
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| Past dwellin, was it that or was it just us?
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| Love, was it that or was it just lust?
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| Fucked once, made love about a thousand times
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| Bought a crib, and all you could say was that the bitch was mine
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| Selfish thoughts, knew you was lookin for a backdo'
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| Think I’m kickin bullshit? |
| I’m kickin fact, hoe
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| Fell for a pretty face, thick hips and bitty waist
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| Spent my time with you and all it gave me was a shitty taste
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| Played a game of chase from my town to yo hood
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| Runnin back and forward thinkin it was all good
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| I shoulda left you there, pretty face and sandy hair
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| Gave you the world and couldn’t recognize a man that cared
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| Dick sucks with intentions just to get me sprung
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| Was it a game when you laid there swallowed my cum?
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| I was something dumb thinkin you were there for me
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| Played the game with both of my hands and never cared for me
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| But everybody plays the fool once or twice
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| All it did was make me stronger, bitch, ain’t nothin nice
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| It’s better that I find out now, rather than later
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| It’s better that I make a clean break with all my paper
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| It’s better that I find another chick to take your place
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| It’s best that you get your bitch-ass up out my face
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| Met her when she was 19, brand-new
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| And she only went out in tight jeans, and could dance too
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| Burgers and fries, bout 30 lives, told to her
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| Game, sold to her, plus everybody knew her
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| What the business? |
| Except I got kids for a witness
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| And you let her make a come-up like survival of the fittest
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| You a sucker for a pretty face, smile and a pussy
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| You a clown runnin round actin wild like a rookie
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| I know you know she got somebody else on the side
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| Came through with you while she was rollin in his ride
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| You know the rules, your bitch chose him, now keep your cool
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| A sucker for pleasure is just a full-grown fool
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| Now tell the truth, she’s somethin you see walk around — woof
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| Had you done swooped and went and bought her ass a coupe
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| Just a nigga with a brown nose, the town knows
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| Still come around swear he clown those
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| It’s better that you find out
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| I wish I woulda known you was a crazy bitch
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| Before goin over to your house and layin some dick
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| I thought it wasn’t nothin but a mutual nut
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| We fuck, I get mine, you get yours, we get up
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| But before I can get to my crib you hit my hip
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| Still ready to fuck with the smell of dick on your lips
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| I started thinkin with my dickhead, man, that big red
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| Pushy-ass pussy, it’s big and it’s bushy
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| Couldn’t help but to backdo' that ass again and again
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| Nut after nut, shit was cool, but then, you look, friends
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| Started dippin, trippin and callin my house
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| With my gal sittin by me lookin all in my mouth
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| I say: «Hey!», and cough, but she know I’m tryina play it off
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| «What's up, nigga? |
| — Bitch, when I see ya I’ma kill ya!»
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| It’s better that I find another freak to take your place
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| One who won’t have me dealin with a domestic case |