Wanna hold you, Oh Baby can I touch you there?
Cmon Cmon Cmon, I can keep you satisfied.
Your Secret garden.
How many times do I gotta call, I can't even be nice anymore,
And I can't help it if your drunk ass on that fucken floor,
Do it once more and I can't stand it I'm leaving,
Sick of all the deceiving, lies and the sneaking,
Just wanna push you away and get my freedom back,
In the club we dancing while I'm holding your back and everything is right,
While I fuck you dirty till the peep of day light,
Lost my phone and it's all good,
Not hitting you back if I really could I would,
I'm just sick of hearing you all day and long ago,
feels like another episode,
of a show, my chronic infest and blur your vision,
Gotta spark my intuition,
Me and Vision making history at every provision,
But you still in the corner complaining,
Sick of this shit, looking for men but you failing,
The firm taught me just to fuck somebody else,
I'ma just stick that and care for myself,
Nobody really care about your broke ass anyway.
Fuck it, I'll stay up some more,
Fuck with this whore anymore,
Everybody tell me what to do,
Still haven't really heard from you,
Gotta get you out of the picture,
Never missed ya,
And you gotta stop complaining like you need love,
When I needed it, no hug,
You don't even need a beauty sleep, you need to fucken hibernate,
Hi I'm late, for this councelling session,
I got you in depression, but how you gon' blame me,
When you giving me bad pussy,
Still try and push me and test,
Unbelievable like Alien's next,
And I ain't never really waste any time it's tough,
Wasting minutes but will never ever get enough,
And I'ma keep on arguing and fussing,
All this cussing and hate is making it really hard
to have a conversation and fate,
You wanna vacate, I'ma let you gladly,
Leave the premises like that day I had to chase Mary,
Gotta keep on grinding it out and saying no to marriage, Bitch
Cmon Cmon Cmon, I can keep you satisfied.
Your Secret garden.
How many times do I gotta call, I can't even be nice anymore,
And I can't help it if your drunk ass on that fucken floor,
Do it once more and I can't stand it I'm leaving,
Sick of all the deceiving, lies and the sneaking,
Just wanna push you away and get my freedom back,
In the club we dancing while I'm holding your back and everything is right,
While I fuck you dirty till the peep of day light,
Lost my phone and it's all good,
Not hitting you back if I really could I would,
I'm just sick of hearing you all day and long ago,
feels like another episode,
of a show, my chronic infest and blur your vision,
Gotta spark my intuition,
Me and Vision making history at every provision,
But you still in the corner complaining,
Sick of this shit, looking for men but you failing,
The firm taught me just to fuck somebody else,
I'ma just stick that and care for myself,
Nobody really care about your broke ass anyway.
Fuck it, I'll stay up some more,
Fuck with this whore anymore,
Everybody tell me what to do,
Still haven't really heard from you,
Gotta get you out of the picture,
Never missed ya,
And you gotta stop complaining like you need love,
When I needed it, no hug,
You don't even need a beauty sleep, you need to fucken hibernate,
Hi I'm late, for this councelling session,
I got you in depression, but how you gon' blame me,
When you giving me bad pussy,
Still try and push me and test,
Unbelievable like Alien's next,
And I ain't never really waste any time it's tough,
Wasting minutes but will never ever get enough,
And I'ma keep on arguing and fussing,
All this cussing and hate is making it really hard
to have a conversation and fate,
You wanna vacate, I'ma let you gladly,
Leave the premises like that day I had to chase Mary,
Gotta keep on grinding it out and saying no to marriage, Bitch
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