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G.D.HOFAMANMy mind playing tricks on me, I know that it gotta be - to see you in front of me, knowing what you've done to me?/ mama here crazy, talk like she's owing me - that shit's crazy, bugging like she always be./ Yeah we used to love love, yeah we used to be one - but now you're on some petty shit, girl I know you're on one/ doing a nigga nasty, yeah you dead wrong - but I don't sweat it luv, karma's comes along./ You used to be my main squeeze, then you squeeze my pockets out - plus you had your bad ass kids, tearing up my house/ had me in a trance but a nigga, got his mind right - I'm a miss that fat ass but you gotta, take a flight./ Don't you dare cry, them crocodiles not real enough - you and your sob stories, can go be by yourself/ what used to be ours, you can keep that shit - go tell your new new man, that he can have the bullshit.(end of 1st verse) Baby, how you do me wrong - we went from friends to lovers, and now them thrills are gone/ I used to shower you with love, now my passion is gone - the heart I once had for you, is now rip and torn./ I remember those days of us, being a team - it was us against everyone, stacking up cream/ no snitching but reinventing, on how we supposed to be - we used to walk the walk, now that's all faded away./ I'm here smoking out the window like I'm Bruno and Pak - screaming this bitch like I was, singing the track/ you was my ride or die, now to me you're dead - you heard what I said chicken head, damn no more head./ From you that is, but I'm a be okay - cause I can stack back my money, without you in my way/ and I don't mean to be rude, but you took it there - I still love you but now it's less of a care dear.
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My mind playing tricks on me, I know that it gotta be - to see you in front of me, knowing what you've done to me?/ mama here crazy, talk like she's owing me - that shit's crazy, bugging like she always be./ Yeah we used to love love, yeah we used to be one - but now you're on some petty shit, girl I know you're on one/ doing a nigga nasty, yeah you dead wrong - but I don't sweat it luv, karma's comes along./ You used to be my main squeeze, then you squeeze my pockets out - plus you had your bad ass kids, tearing up my house/ had me in a trance but a nigga, got his mind right - I'm a miss that fat ass but you gotta, take a flight./ Don't you dare cry, them crocodiles not real enough - you and your sob stories, can go be by yourself/ what used to be ours, you can keep that shit - go tell your new new man, that he can have the bullshit.(end of 1st verse) Baby, how you do me wrong - we went from friends to lovers, and now them thrills are gone/ I used to shower you with love, now my passion is gone - the heart I once had for you, is now rip and torn./ I remember those days of us, being a team - it was us against everyone, stacking up cream/ no snitching but reinventing, on how we supposed to be - we used to walk the walk, now that's all faded away./ I'm here smoking out the window like I'm Bruno and Pak - screaming this bitch like I was, singing the track/ you was my ride or die, now to me you're dead - you heard what I said chicken head, damn no more head./ From you that is, but I'm a be okay - cause I can stack back my money, without you in my way/ and I don't mean to be rude, but you took it there - I still love you but now it's less of a care dear.
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