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I like it Why the fuck you got so much to ask? So much to say bitch this ain't class Fuck out my way, no we won't last Always got a problem making good go bad Bitch I ain't finna play with you No, I ain't finna stay with you If the world end, I won't spend the last day with you We was friends, fucked around for a day or two And we fucked, I ain't planned on dating you But, I did I kinda regret it It's funny knowing good things fall like Tetris You tryna test it? I don't even count you as an ex Dry your eyes so you can find your exit (bitch) I cussed you out twice, didn't send my message (bitch) Almost pressed send, but I keep on stressing (bitch) I would probably call you, if you learned your lesson When it all boil down, leave yo' dumb ass guessing Why the fuck you got so much to ask? So much to say bitch this ain't class Fuck out my way, no we won't last Always got a problem making good go bad If you would just listen, play your position You would know that everybody ice don't glisten I would love, but my heart went missing Late nights, tryna rip your extensions Remember back then, it was joy I was still a rude boy, but the money ain't came with it You was my yiki, I stay with it When I lost hope, you was tryna be bae with it bitch that's out Then, you tryna say we ain't fuck, bitch that count So, why you blowing up your momma and your grandma house? And I ain't never in my damn life ate you out If I did, I would break out Know your hoe ass probably getting banged out by hella niggas Your pussy got space now (got space) You is a dumb ass hoe, you was fucking with the other side too and shorty wanna bust dates now? It's too late, bitch you bust like a tre pound pussy lips show And every nigga in the hood cut steakhouse Wan' kiss? Why the fuck you tryna make out? Fuck love, shit I'll rather find a safe route Why the fuck you got so much to ask? So much to say bitch this ain't class Fuck out my way, no we won't last Always got a problem making good go bad If you would just listen, play your position You would know that everybody ice don't glisten I would love, but my heart went missing Late nights, tryna rip your extensions Why the fuck you got so much to ask? So much to say bitch this ain't class Fuck out my way, no we won't last Always got a problem making good go bad Oh oh thotass bitch skoompin' ass bitch Always skoompin' bitch, always tryna find some dick bitch Dumbass hoe, yeah nigga what you talkin' about men I'll fuck your partners
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Christian Allen Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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