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Sunday, April 8, 2012

Lesson Learned

Why would I want your boy,
When I have a man?
He's already been my toy,
Don't you understand?

Listen now and Listen good,
He's a thing of my Past,
Of his type the Last,
No way would I leave my man,
For his cheating ass.

See with me, all your boy did was flex,
Lied his ass off, then went out and got sex,
While I was home waiting, he was looking for his next,
No, check that, he was fucking his ex,
That's why I sent him the "Fuck You" text.

Now let me make sure you got this thing understood,
See now, my man treats me good, like your boy never could,
He spends time with me, instead of trying to fuck bitches in the hood,
And when he puts it down, he does it like a grown man should.

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