The bitch is back at her house sitting by the phone
Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone
My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements
My poetry all i've ever written her is held by ligaments
I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste
Or wipe your ass when you need your nappy replaced.
And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
Oh lord best get out of here before i get addressed by her parents,
Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right
For 8 months i helped her just as much as i could and stayed by her side.
And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said
A woman by his side with a bullet in her head
Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,
Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match
Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and
An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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