I can't let go of her, she means too much to me to do that shit
Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute
Don’t you ever get too comfortable
I love her,but damn,she brings too much trouble
Put expressions in their music and create the face
Nobody to tell her it doesn't matter how much she weighs
But now its too late and i think ive let her go
In the front row at a holy justin bieber show
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.
All i have to do is to ask you
Raised by a momma who, who
And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you
What i really like to do is live, love, eat, play, rap, make love too.
I, and the i is in the i love you that she taught to me. (x2)
Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex
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