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Ramani Husband
Ramani Husband
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Texty

Oh no no no How you so cold How you so cold no no How you so How you so cold no So cold no no Gave all my love, it wasn't enough I gave you this cash but you wanted more I thought you'd be down when push comes to shove But little did I know you're fuckin' my boy How you so cold? Actin' like I ain't know Pack your bags, hit the door I'm tired of your lies, yo Girl, how you so cold? Actin' like I ain't know Pack your bags, hit the door I'm tired of your lies, yo How you so cold? How you so cold? How you so cold? How you so cold? Oh no, no Look shawty I gave you my time but you ain't deserve it No YK Osiris, you wasn't worth it DMing my homie, you said you was working Gave you my all but you was just using me Lied to my face, you said you was true to me You playing both sides, but now you're just losing me Hit me back up, like I'm just confusing it You saying it's my fault 'cause I'm on the road Working all day and night, back to back shows I wanted to give you the world, shawty Takе you out, show you off, you just a thottie You text me "You blowing this out of proportion" I ain't got timе for none of your horse shit No tears over here, you wasn't crying when you cheated So gimme your keys All your drama, I don't need it I love you, I love you Hoe stop with that lying I ain't no bank, just a money supplier Girl, call you a Uber I'm done with the fighting You wasted too much of my time, yeah Don't call me no more, I decline it Fuck out my face with you lying ass You're taking a trip, no Big Ben You did me dirty like Pig Pen Gave all my love, it wasn't enough I gave you this cash but you wanted more I thought you'd be down when push comes to shove But little did I know you're fuckin' my boy How you so cold? Actin' like I ain't know Pack your bags, hit the door I'm tired of your lies, yo Girl, how you so cold? Actin' like I ain't know Pack your bags, hit the door I'm tired of your lies, yo How you so cold? How you so cold? How you so cold? How you so cold? Oh no, no So pack your bags, get gone Delete my number out your phone Matter fact, give that shit back You don't need no gifts from me no more When you said that you loved me I thought maybe you're for real But I can tell by all your actions that you just had time to kill You ain't gon' play like an Xbox I seen them DMs in his inbox Tryna play sly like a fox But you just sad that you got caught Now I'm back to the money, grind don't stop Blowing you off, like I hit the vape Flipping the racks like making a crepe Girl, I'm laughing last, straight to the bank I gave you my time, you ain't cherrish it You said you'd always be there but you never meant it I gave you my heart and you played with it I think its 'bout time we call it quits I gave you my time, you ain't cherrish it You said you'd always be there but you never meant it I gave you my heart and you played with it I think its 'bout time we call it quits Gave all my love, it wasn't enough I gave you this cash but you wanted more I thought you'd be down when push comes to shove But little did I know you're fuckin' my boy How you so cold? Actin' like I ain't know Pack your bags, hit the door I'm tired of your lies, yo Girl, how you so cold? Actin' like I ain't know Pack your bags, hit the door I'm tired of your lies, yo How you so cold? How you so cold? How you so cold? How you so cold? Oh no, no
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