Lyrics

One too many times I tried to keep her around But I'm too busy digging my own grave that's six feet down Be sure to bring me flowers, visit when you're in town 'Cause I might as well have died the second that you went out (Whoa) Different guy in her dorm every night of the week I don't want to let you go but I have to Getting high 'cause she's bored, and she's tired of me She's tired of me All she want to do is party and go out with her friends She just ain't in love like she used to be Breaks my heart 'cause I know how this story'll end If I did the things you do you'd be through with me Don't be fooled by the halo She a little bad one, she can do it all on her own Got a booty like J-Lo Five-foot-five with a Benz and she bad to the bone She a devil, she an angel Stays out 'til two, and she don't make it home But she know she unfaithful And she gon' end up alone 'Cause you always find a way to go and find someone new All those pretty little lies, why don't you tell me the truth? (Tell me, why is that so hard?) I should've known better than that That long distance shit, man, I'm never with that (Whoa) I don't care if you never come back I put your name in the title of every track And I hate that I'm dying to dial you up (I hate it) I be trying to slide, are you up? (Oh, oh) Getting high when I fire you up I still don't know what to say to rile you up (Oh, ooh) Don't be fooled by the halo She a little bad one, she can do it all on her own Got a booty like J-Lo Five-foot-five with a Benz and she bad to the bone She a devil, she an angel Stays out 'til two, and she don't make it home But she know she unfaithful And she gon' end up alone But one too many times I tried to keep her around But I'm too busy digging my own grave that's six feet down Be sure to bring me flowers, visit when you're in town 'Cause I might as well have died the second that you went out
Writer(s): Mason Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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