Songteksten

If your new man cant beat me in a fight Then you still mine (you still mine) I'll do anything for another chance Need a chill vibe (a chill vibe) And you cant find another nigga like me In real life (in real life) And if you ever want real love again I know what it feel like, yea She just wanna go outside Know she love the night life Hookah, sections, crew love, flexin, true enough Sendin drunk texts, shorty cool But she beefin with her best friend Bout a dude that they both used to be sexin Had a 3some he caught her on the exit Went through his phone and she saw the whole message That's why she dont mess with men that's why she turned lesbian Then went back bisexual same state that she met me in Right back to the streets like some kind of pedestrian No more love and hip hop She watchin ESPN Yea she play niggas like a sport We wasnt even married why it feel like a divorce I know you with somebody but I still feel like im yours I'm still cool with your mama and I still feel like I want more Know she love the night life Hookah, sections, crew love, flexin Hallelujah yea yea Hallelujah yea yea Hallelujah yea yea Here we go Say she wanna know what's happenin on sex slave I, hope I can trust you like you trust me Just don't look at me different on the next day I, I pray to God that you don't judge me It was this girl that I dated before She used to trick and pay for more And everything was great of course Until she started hatin on the things I posted on the net She tried to tell me take it off I said hell no you ain't my boss And then she pulled up to my house And then she spray painted my door I came outside she skated off it was too late I can't go off and then she blocked me no contact I aint know where she lived Then she reached back out to fly in on the weekend So I pulled up on her at the telly got a envelope with money Tryin to tell me that she sorry I ain't hearin it Im thuggin then I drag her by her neck into the bathroom by the tub And then I tell her open wide And say sorry a hundred times then I Then I Then I Then I Then I Then I Then I Then I Pissed in her mouth Pissed in her mouth Pissed in her throat Pissed all around Pissed in her mouth Pissed on her face Pissed in her throat How does it taste yea
Writer(s): Joshua Carroll, Sy Ari Brockington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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