Lyrics

She looking in the mirror Black tears from mascara Thinking bout her life Thinking bout her errors Popping little pills trying to feel better But all she ever feels is her fear and her terror Cuts are on her wrists, razors on the dresser It seems that when she bleeds Is when she feels her pleasure Every guy she meets, treats her like a treasure But no one ever stays after they undress her All she know is pain all she know rejection Never had no love, never felt no affection Daddy wouldn't dare after he got arrested Momma's boyfriend came that's when she got molested She don't want to live All she want is an exit Stepping out the window with her leg just Bout to make a mistake that can't be corrected Not pieces but she resting, damn I coulda loved her I wanna hold Her I wanna kiss her I wanna hold Her I wanna kiss her I wanna hold Her I wanna kiss her I wanna take you for a ride on a big jet plane She got everything she ever wanted Them niggas want it So now she gon get Shes an own chick in the club No less than thick You wanna get figures Gotta be no less than six All the rest gon quit Cause you working with a loss cause Cause shawty gotta lot of costs New car, new house And somebody gotta pay the notes The? in the? All sugar daddy know And sugar daddy go Cause she say she tired As soon as he gon she gon get in wire Cause thats required to do what her momma told her not to do What not is cute What would reduce to a level of a common street walker Never go to sleep but she does lay often Most want dont take precautions Could lead to an early coffin Nobody loved her I wanna hold Her I wanna kiss her I wanna hold Her I wanna kiss her I wanna hold Her I wanna kiss her I wanna take you for a ride on a big jet plane
Writer(s): Bryan Simpson, Brent Rupard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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