Life, really is a bitch
And she got a baby on the way
Gettin' hate, from her pops, got no paper in the bank, never liked, gettin’ shaded but she always threw it, she had baby blue-nails, bla-ck hair, oh, I knew her well, now she work at mall-stands, hopes to make, sales, but only her cake, sells, ya get it? If I were to smash, bet my name, she'd forget it but the way I'd hit-that, she’d remember, she also had a temper, her body was no temple, dat shit more like a pencil because she quick to snap on suckas if they too aggressive wit ha', I was far too desperate, now, I'm doin' all the extras, bound to make one hell of a trip, to the bank, she ain't comin' with, take her out to cheap, dinners, in her eyes, a winner, in my eyes, a sinner, only spend the night so I can hit, can't be spendin' racks, on the one who wronged me since way-back, she hates-facts, and loves, bein’ satisfied, das’ da sa-ddest shit, claims she's a catch, but I’d rather throw her back, she ‘on't ever throw it back, still, I blow her bac-k out, n' she said I'll regret her, have her revenge, but how she ‘posed to get me back? Seems to me like she’s trapped
Damn
And she got a baby on the way
Gettin' hate, from her pops, got no paper in the bank, never liked, gettin’ shaded but she always threw it, she had baby blue-nails, bla-ck hair, oh, I knew her well, now she work at mall-stands, hopes to make, sales, but only her cake, sells, ya get it? If I were to smash, bet my name, she'd forget it but the way I'd hit-that, she’d remember, she also had a temper, her body was no temple, dat shit more like a pencil because she quick to snap on suckas if they too aggressive wit ha', I was far too desperate, now, I'm doin' all the extras, bound to make one hell of a trip, to the bank, she ain't comin' with, take her out to cheap, dinners, in her eyes, a winner, in my eyes, a sinner, only spend the night so I can hit, can't be spendin' racks, on the one who wronged me since way-back, she hates-facts, and loves, bein’ satisfied, das’ da sa-ddest shit, claims she's a catch, but I’d rather throw her back, she ‘on't ever throw it back, still, I blow her bac-k out, n' she said I'll regret her, have her revenge, but how she ‘posed to get me back? Seems to me like she’s trapped
Damn
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