Your girl strokes my tip like she finger flicking a lighter,
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
Girl i love you that's a sickness
It’s official, she my misses
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
Me out my home/ she said i was a whore , and she didnt love
And he, what's his name, earl
Messing with love hit a new girl
When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest
A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)
Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown
You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown
She is a love doctor undercover
Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
I have a funny feeling that she'll be my game girl
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