|
It be her friends nigga that's who |
|
It be your bitch friends nigga they be |
|
Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga |
|
I don't even, ay nigga she don't love you nigga |
|
She just used to you nigga, oh boy |
|
I can't tell but |
|
I need to know just how you feel |
|
I can't hold it inside |
|
I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal(What's the deal?) |
|
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me?(She used to you nigga!) |
|
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me |
|
You took her she went from the ghetto streets |
|
To executive streets electronic beeps, two-way pagers, |
|
Palm 7's, |
|
M-11'sIllegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game |
|
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds |
|
SprungNot on yo' dick dick but on yo' tongue tongue |
|
Jealous overprotective |
|
E'ry chance you get, you slack bruh |
|
Domestic violence, she got you whylin' |
|
Do yo' thang, |
|
I don't understand how you get mad' |
|
Cause you fuck around to beat her ass |
|
And she don't wanna be around you |
|
Now you miss her lil' funky ass breath in the mornin' |
|
Call her up, tell her how you want it |
|
To be in love you gotta pay yo' dues |
|
The bitch got you singin' the blues, nigga |
|
I can't tell but |
|
I need to know just how you feel |
|
I can't hold it inside |
|
I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal |
|
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me? |
|
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me |
|
Domestic violence, that's what they call it |
|
You don't smoke weed and you ain't a alcoholic |
|
Ain't nothin' wrong, with bein' in love |
|
But you act like a fool when you see her in the club |
|
It's like me and my money, can't stay away |
|
Together, twenty-fo' hours a day |
|
Real love but can you tell if it's real? |
|
Bitch you better tell me how you feel |
|
L U V, luv, backwards that spells evil |
|
Connivin', triflin' ass people |
|
Uhh, kinda soda |
|
Wife beater tank top, restrainin' order |
|
All up in her kitchen |
|
But have you noticed how she fuck different |
|
It ain't the crevice that you wanna shank |
|
It's me, fat bank take little bank, beoitch |
|
I can't tell but |
|
I need to know just how you feel |
|
I can't hold it inside |
|
I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal |
|
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me? |
|
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me |
|
I was in the jungle, |
|
Marin City |
|
Get some butt she set me up and never let me fuck |
|
It's about approximately 20 minutes past the hour |
|
I'm in the |
|
Eddie Bauer |
|
It's so comfortable, we can't fuck around no mo' |
|
You makin' deals, you need to clown that ho |
|
But you forgive her, can't live with her |
|
Can't live without her but you doubt her |
|
Love, sometimes spells catastrophe |
|
Elizabeth, |
|
Marcia, Daphne |
|
He wanted mo' sex |
|
The bitch stole his |
|
RolexYou know why? |
|
The bitch shouldn'ta been trusted |
|
Do you wanna love her? |
|
Do you wanna fuck the bitch? |
|
Makes no difference, handle yo' business |
|
If it ain't love, then what the fuck is this? |
|
I can't tell but |
|
I need to know just how you feel |
|
I can't hold it inside |
|
I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal |
|
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're used to me? |
|
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me |