Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
I have a funny feeling that she'll be my game girl
And he, what's his name, earl
Messing with love hit a new girl
This is like love, that you can never get
It's a sad mess always wanting to be hand fed
Wanting to run away and hide
It's alright, if it's right
Every afternoon not wanting to be around
A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound
Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow
Claim to be a nice girl but all i see is skets tho
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