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You abandoned me
Love don't live here anymore
Just a vacancy
Love don't live here anymore

This is dedicated to all of my ladies in relations
Peep this out

[Verse 1]
I'm a lady who be keepin it real, you don't care
Take time out, see how I feel
When I be riding in the SUV, I'm thinking of you
When I be rolling up a fat one, boy I'm thinking of you
You got me going like uh
I'm feelin the rush, I like to fuck
Let's get buck in the back of the truck, so boy what's up?
It's whatever when it comes down to you
Well it was, until you made it clear that I ain't for you
You just abandoned me, you left me strandedly
Heart broke, constantly
Hearing love songs on the radio, that remind me of you
They say a gangsta ain't 'posed to cry
But I'm shedding tears and I'm a gangsta until I die
I'm telling you boy, they say no pain then no gain
Now they call me player because you teaching me all yo game
I say I ain't change, but then again just peep me out

Hey yo, I don't think this shit is gonna work...
I'm ready to leave you, get out

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[Verse 2]
Just be a man about it, you don't have to lie to me
Nigga leave my house, you can get the fuck away from me
Take yo' fucking car keys, get yo' fucking clothes too
Nigga this my credit card, hold up that's my bank book
Why you out here cheating on me, I'm getting my own creeping on
Hey girl, why you ain't answer that god damn phone?
Uhh why nigga, I was gone
Nigga bout my ? hes, pay my own light bill
I don't need you, got my own fingers for my sex thrill
Shit, I'm a mack, player you ain't heard my real name?
Mrs. Pimping Thing, pussy power to the fucking brain
If you want to play, get in the shower stroke yourself
I ain't the one to be messed with, pimping to my death
Slip in and slip out, remember how that used to be?
I would get so wet when you put yo' love inside of me
But that's the past now, no more freaky tail nights
No more popping X, or sex asshole tight

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[Verse 3]
I ain't trying get caught up in yo games
Personally, I think that shit is lame
What you doing err' now and then when you want to hit
I ain't giving yo ass shit, you'll be just another trick
On my list of busta's, diamond clusters
Rings, old game used to be so not told
With yo' frozen heart, boy you tore my soul apart
My XX plot, about a nigga from the ?
With yo' seven inch cock, give it to me don't you stop
I keep falling for you, hypnotized doubt you get my props
But now I'm single, pussy bad tight
I ain't fucking with no giggalos, niggas ain't right
They want to cut now, they want to cut later
They ain't call yo ass then, they ain't call yo ass later
That's how it goes, I'm out the door, holla back
Hit me on my 2 Way when you ready
That's that on that

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Writer : GREGORY, MILES
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.