Saturday, July 23, 2011

That ComeBack

I run thru these freaks
Leave my kids all over yo sheets
You come home and climb up in that
When you finished she calling me back
Saying hey I miss you boo
Asking me when I'm coming back thru
So I gotta set her straight
Let me put her in her place
I tell her I don't love you hoe
Yeah that head was fire tho
I'm a goon out in these streets
And I don't commit to just one freak
Now she's on the phone crying
You better tell her I ain't lying
Damn I knew I had that good
But I gotta be careful who I give this wood
Cuz I don't need no fatal attractions
That shit could lead to criminal infractions
I ain't trying to catch no case
And let my dick go to waste
Naw I ain't doing time
Not even for a dime
If you think so boo you outta yo mind

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