Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch
I would freak out so much
I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape
I can't think straight , i'm filled with so much hate.
The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)
She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight
Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch
But how can i give this closure when i love you so much?
Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge
Yea baby i miss you so damn much
Play this shit while you contemplate
So much hate know it's too late
I hated goin' home. i just missed you so much.
Streets is calling square niggas leave a message
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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