Friday, February 4, 2011

Damm I cannot find a name for this shit.

I'd always imagine I'd play this game
but the way you livin and playin
aint really the same.
Your messin with my head
I'm insane in the brain.

I hear your man callin ya
WHO THE FUCK IS JANE?....
DAM,
I thought this was a sure thing
and I had it right.

Why do I always fall for a girl that happens to be your type.
One that'll love you like the sun
but hate you in the night.
One that'll talk a lota shit knowin she can't fight.
But I'm a soldier till the end,
I'm who you blame right?

Yeah...

I want you in them tight jeans
I thought I told you last time
I've been doin some things
You probably heard me wrong.
You're confused and ashamed
but I'll be here when the smoke clears.

Just get in my lane
I see you runnin outta gas
I got room in the Range.
Dam, why I fall for girls that be doin the same?

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