It's not the stress of no sex in your tight dress,
it was our chance to make love that you didn't let,
I don't shake wit fake thugs, so I ain't givin no fake hugs,
I'll jus break out and break nugs, high for parties in laced Lugs.
Strangers walk by wit more eye contact than you do,
Who am I to say you didn't care? How bout the dude that you lied to?
Where were you at when I was blind sided by my crew?
Fuck you, I regret the day I worked up my gut to touch you.
You didn't really look that good,
no weight in your chest, uncultured, and an hour and a half from my hood,
But the first time you climbed on my lap to tongue kiss,
I felt sometin better than blunt hits and 151 sips.
I wonder if you ever wonder, what it could have been,
it's the second time you fucked me over, I'd prolly do it again,
You never picked up the phone first, you ain't startin a new plan,
you never reached out your hand, I guess you don't want me as your man.
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