And then along came the wrong man for her
I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.
Like a bird without a cage
With foreign names, valet the range
Just a warning not a threat
If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head
A boy taken for a goon
I need a little room
With a ba and a masters
Let's enjoy our younger years
The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her
They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,
Hard to move on when you always regret one
Influences are a dime a dozen
Now hey little mama
Yup you got a lot a
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