i still cant wish you well but break a leg/
the thought of you im seein red/
seein green seein blurred/
i can say your fake, nasty, you’re a hoe/
this that and the third/
but that’s just not the way i go/
let me get this off my chest before I go/ (lighter flicks)
im better now better off without you/
i change the subject when my niggas talk about you/
avoid the places you would frequent/
don’t fuck with girls that i don’t think are decent/
and every time ive missed you ive thought about the shit you did/
the lies you told , the truths you hid/
and when i think about the sex how good it was/
i remember how you shared it with the two of us/
came back home and kissed me with that dirty mouth/
those dirty lips beautiful but filthy body/
now you comin back around/
thinkin that you’ll find somebody/
stupid me who used to give a fuck/
that me is gone/
the me that’s here cant even wish you luck/
but I sure do hope you find your match/
so you can stab their back and they can stab you back/
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