Thugs Broken Heart

Welcome to the diary of a thugs broken heart She my lover She my only lover She, she my lover Yeah she, she's my lover Ugh she, she my lover Yeah she my only lover Yeah she, she my lover Yeah she, She, SHE Check itttt She my lover She's my only lover And she, she is my garden I want to grow beside her Right now I can't live with her But I can't live without her At night I think about her Yeah I I dream about her And she so tatted up She's so tatted up Don't you use that excuse To then try to hit her up And then try to talk her up I might have to fûçk you up Don't try to press your luck I don't give a million fûçkš And no I can't deny her That she, she take me higher And I, I do admire Her eyes and her attire I'll make this platinum record Then make her ašš retire She cradle my papaya And yea she she take me higher And yeah she, she is my savior And I am her Messiah And I, I am so biased to her She is my queen I'd sell my soul for money To buy her anything I'd buy her anything Even a wedding ring She is the tempo playing I am the tambourine She is my orange juice I am the tangerine She's the Atlantic Ocean I'm floating in her sea If I'm an alcoholic Then she's my Hennessy She is for me what Nashville Is for Tennessee It don't take much to see That she's one of a kind She mean to me what Kaepernick means to 49 I think that she's a dime Believe that she's all mine If she's the love potion I'm the number nine She love to give me brain To get inside my mind To her, I'm Johnny Cash I always walk the line She don't want me to spend money But rather I spend time She means to me what Union means to Soviet She means to me what Romeo means to Juliet If I am Clark Kent then she's the Louis Lane If I am Peter Parker she's my Mary Jane N' no I can't deny That she's always on my mind And when I was a grape She turned me into wine Can't get her off my brain When-ever we're apart So here's the diary of a thugs broken heart She my lover She my only lover Ugh she, she my lover Yea she, she my lover Yeah she my only lover Yeah she, she's my lover Yeah she, she's my lover Yeah she, She, SHEÊĘ Check ittt (Gûįtâr' §pęâk) She can try pretending... She's not reminiscing about us... The truth is... The past, present and future... All exist together simultaneously...