Whip that **** out you ***** ape
Man that's sick yo she ain't your date
Who are you that's not your style
Watch your back We all gon hate for awhile
**** man it's all your fault
Hey that wound needs some salt
Like you saw it all but didn't catch a hint
Thinking with your **** ***** as some lint
Man you scarred her
No ones callin you **** sir
Gettin rejected accepted which way is your gang
They tell you and turn their backs and boy they let you hang
Pushed her off the edge your up next
You might as well leave boy without sendin a text
Its not about you fix her first
Call her help her she's about to burst
People they crazy no longer see you baby
Their backs turned forever see ya later maybe
Sep 29, 2012
Sep 29, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
Whip that **** out you ***** ape
Man that's sick yo she ain't your date
Who are you that's not your style
Watch your back We all gon hate for awhile
**** man it's all your fault
Hey that wound needs some salt
Like you saw it all but didn't catch a hint
Thinking with your **** ***** as some lint
Man you scarred her
No ones callin you **** sir
Gettin rejected accepted which way is your gang
They tell you and turn their backs and boy they let you hang
Pushed her off the edge your up next
You might as well leave boy without sendin a text
Its not about you fix her first
Call her help her she's about to burst
People they crazy no longer see you baby
Their backs turned forever see ya later maybe
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