| We met at college for the culinary arts
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| First time I saw that ass, boo, it swallowed up my heart, damn
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| Plus you were gorgeous, I played it cool though
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| Slipped me the number told me utilize it
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| Only thing I thought about was your pussy, how I’ma brutalize it
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| Size six in the sneakers, smoking reefer
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| Was the daily routine, gave her call one day
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| Told me meet you up at forty deuce, I didn’t hesitate to say 'yes'
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| Threw on the sweatsuit, hopped in the Beamer
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| Top down, twenty below, she gave me butterflies
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| Had her father light complexion and her mother’s eyes
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| Thunder thighs, I’m trying to make some babies with her
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| We grew closer, connected at the hip
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| She started flipping over little shit
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| Became a bigger problem, and she pregnant, what I’ma do?
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| I went the coward route---what a fucking jerk
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| I hated myself for years and thought I made up
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| All the pent up anger in a while, and tell me straight up
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| Do you love me? |
| Then what’s the next step?
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| It’s either 'yes' or 'no' before you take your next breath
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| Remember the days you held me on your chest?
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| I listened to your heart, gentle kisses on your breast
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| You said I was your king, or was it just a show?
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| But we don’t even talk, so I guess I’ll never know
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| How does a love so strong just fall to pieces?
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| I believe in science and she believe in Jesus
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| Yo, what the fuck boo? |
| I fucking lust you
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| And plus I loved you, bitch fuck you
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| I miss you so much, fucking bitch
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| I’ll fucking kill you, but I love you
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| I just want to kiss you one more time |