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I know I'm not perfect, that don't make you Any better. You sitting here trying to belittle my Ex, I was like this when I met her. She said her last niggas ain't nothing like this, That's because I'm a go-getter. Boy, I'm so different when I'm in the mix, For sure you gon' notice my presence. And I sneak in the bed. Baby come here, come give me some head. Bloody interior, seats all red. Got too many hoes, pimping ain't dead. I'm in love with the bands, give me that Spread. I really like them like a new pair Of dreads. When shit got hard, I stayed, you Fled. I gotta go hard for the tears I Shed. This shit amazing. Boy, I'm literally a hell paper chaser. I go and I get it, I want it, I name it. I want her, I hit it, I'm making her famous. Boy, I'm the shit like I came out her anus. No way you gon' Go through some shit like it's painless. Boy, it's okay to take time while you pacing. You gotta start grinding, my nigga, just face it. She put the dick in her mouth when she Taste it. Ooh, my little bitch hasty. My nigga stay with a Drac' like Nathan. Real nigga court wood, can't let them base it. Boy, I'm the one niggas put they faith in. I don't got time for no bitch who like Caking. Come get your bitch 'fore the lil hoe Get taken. I cannot fuck with no nigga who Fake it. Ayy, said too much. I came up, fell in love with the bank. Lil' hoe want love, I can't. Too fucked up. My fault, my mind go blank. I don't really got no gas in my tank. These days all fuck with is hate. That's why I got this look on my face. Bad hoes tryna fuck all day. Let's turn up, take pictures all day. No love, need hugs all day. Never really cared, I'ma shrug all day. Everybody just bug all day. That's why a young nigga stuck in his ways. Wanna talk, hang up all day. Tryna Steve Love, but I really want Chase. I don't really call this shit a date. We just vibe, have fun all day. Never care what somebody gon' say. Know who I am so nobody can't play me. Yeah, I fuck with your vibe, you can stay. I met some people who up in the A. All these people be moving like clay. They never solid and change every day. I'm low-key in love with your look. Lil' fine skin and she go by Brooke. Come get your hoe she took. I see you laughing, you tryna not to look. Why you tryna not to look? All of these Bitches be tryna flirt. Nigga wanna talk shit, get hurt. We leave a fuck nigga under the dirt.
klmketa — Bloody int
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