Lower than my credit score
You showed me to the door
You showed me to the door
What is hittin' for
Before i turn you into a victim of my murder mystery.
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Bitches spittin their raps at me gingerly, smokin hickory, im a mystery,
Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry
And you ain't gotta go to war
You showed me to the door
Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
// [when you walked through the door]
It's a mystery how you came to be
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
The of this girl will remain a fucking mystery
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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