Letra

You have a prepaid call from Surf At the Essex County corrections This call may be monitored or recorded It's a cold game that we playin' I'm just sayin' that somebody gon' lose With a face of stone, was shocked at the other side of the phone 'Cause word back home is you got a new friend So tell me what changed? Yeah-yeah Tell me, what changed? What changed? Layin' up, talkin' 'bout what the future hold (the future hold) I can't give a bird a ring, this ain't the Super Bowl (this ain't the Super Bowl) The mirror selfies in boy shorts, you cute in those (you cute in those) Those orgasms back to back, you got two of those So tell me why the change happen, people come and go You told your friends you was done, but you wasn't though Need me to open the door? Shit, I be glad to (glad to) Wanna forgive you, then I remember that he had you like I had you Shit crazy, kissin' where yo' neck at, tell me you regret that They ask me, was you loyal, I used to think I could bet that How we go four way, how I respect that Think I need to focus on the bag, where that check at? It's a cold game that we playin' I'm just sayin' that somebody gon' lose With a face of stone, was shocked at the other side of the phone 'Cause word back home is you got a new friend So tell me what changed? Yeah-yeah Tell me, what changed? What changed? I woke up this morning, looked at that pillow that you laid on You say I think it's games, those your feelings that I played on Sheets still smell like whatever fragrance that you sprayed on Shout out to shorty who got a man, she can't stay long Shout out to shorty who get to chill with me all day long Thank God you're nothin' like them bitches I preyed on They say love is war, I don't see soldiers here How we ever gon' get closure here? You keep tellin' me it's over, but you're over here Cleanin' up the house, came across your panties Thinkin' they covered the same pussy that tried to scam me Late night, no brakes, rode dick like a banshee You hate the fact that your mother still consider me family Then you text me again, tryna sex me again Dots poppin' up before I could text you again Text me again, tryna sex me again Dots poppin' up before I could text you again It's a cold game that we playin' I'm just sayin' that somebody gon' lose With a face of stone, was shocked at the other side of the phone 'Cause word back home is you got a new friend So tell me, what changed? Yeah-yeah Tell me, what changed? What changed? It's a cold game that we playin' I'm just sayin' that somebody gon' lose With a face of stone, was shocked at the other side of the phone 'Cause word back home is you got a new friend So tell me, what changed? Yeah-yeah Tell me, what changed? What changed?
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Lucas William I Locascio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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