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Hey okay I guess it's that time again
I'm ready not
So I'm a send 'bout kids on her live and I never get s**t 'cause I'm only her friend
She a ten out of ten she my girl for pretend but she like all men do it over again
She won't give me a attention but she holding my hand and I needed new pants so don't look at my stand
And she told her her friends that she love her best friend make my pen and extent take her pic and and sent
Givin in tin so I bake her a cake then she move like a sneak when her ass start to shake
When she listen to drink I be all in my feelings
My stare at the ceiling you so una appealin'
I told her I'm leaving but really I'm staying stop lying' I'm praying' that we can keep playin'
We out on a dady in you off for plate
But I know it's too late and not real it's all fate