I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines
Why did you give me attention, kissing intense with living intentions
How in the hell did it end up like this, sitting here why me but now i do
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true
But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
You ain't shit to me but a victory, so you'd better leave
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop
With me/ why did gods and their fate stop to relate/ our paths and not
Why you allowed my wife to leave me and come up to you.
But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
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