Yeah another love song gone wrong Should've known you were a woo, like Based God in Wonton But I didn't, and I ain't even tripping Another foul ball but I'm still glad I hit it Cause a lot of *******s didn't, you know, the coulda shoulda type Like "Oh, it was slight too tight, come on, I would've piped But our schedules contradicted we're always tied down" Ay pipe down, the first night ya boy layed the pipe down Took off the night gown and, pulled out the slinky She screamed "Joey spank me!", and after that she even thanked me S*******y, one time for my ******* Dymes Lord knows we be kicking rhymes 'til the end of time But, back to the topic, oh yeah I'm pissed off I'm still tripped off and wondering why my shorty dipped off I ain't gonna front a ******* do miss her lip gloss Now she sucks the next ******* ******* off and my ******* soft So tell me what the ******* I'm 'posed to do? And you know it ain't too easy getting over you I sent them postcards so you know it's true I promised that I wouldn't get emotional And I'm not, so stop it Why you front like you don't miss my whole *******pit down yo esophagus? Screaming "Daddy, stop it", ripping out your tracks Chipped nail poli*******ng in the scratches on my back like Did you forget about the time we had the sticky rolled? And I tried to suck your titty hole for milk for my Cheerios Did you forget about the video when you first came? I hit that spot twice and since then, you haven't been the same But now I heard you ******* with some new man Can't remember his name but my first impression, "What a lame" Lorraine said she seen him at a bowling lane Walking out the bathroom kinda strange with his shoulder stained *******, six months, and I'm still at it You'll probably never hear this track but I still wrapped it I guess I'm still attracted to you being here I swear I can't imagine you would not even care Whole thing played out like magic and it’s kinda weird It's like I did a trick and you won't reappear It ain't fair, I need you back, sometimes I get scared But I'm a player, ain't gonna let you see my tears Cause I'm a player, ain't gonna let you see my tears Cause I'm a player, ain't gonna let you see my tears Cause I'm a player, ain't gonna let you see my tears Cause I'm a player I couldn't see it coming down my eyes So I had to make the song cry I couldn't see it coming down my eye So I gotta to make the song cry I couldn't see it coming down my eyes So I had to make the song cry I couldn't see it coming down my eye So I gotta to make the song cry, yeah
