Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say
I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay
Make her toes curl, then she scream melodies
My bitches brighter always saying lights please
Let's just say the boy hurt her
And there's little to be glad for
And you all will respect that
And say, might make, some hit
Bitches is artificially duck
Tears runnin' down her face and her make up
Most say i cut her, but few remember i loved her
I'm feelin' like i better have an answer
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