Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Hey, boo. Let's go.

Never gave you my number cuz I thought you were a player I didn't think about all the regrets n desire's I'd be havin' later.
Word has it that you're the epitome of a sweet, swag-havin' guy n when yo chick falls through the cracks I'll be standing by.
I know I'm always talkin mad shit about fuckin ova some dirty niggas but they was dirty first, even the score, thats what I figure.
You can never take a thing I say at face value I dont offer any explanations but if you ask I might tell you
[the way your smile makes me feel]

Wanna see if you fit a bad bitch's expectations. These butterflies are unexpected.
I'm lil beezy<3 keep things light and breezy zero complications
maybe give my hand a lil squeazy see if it makes sparks no lighter
i'm kinda thrilled but acting cool waiting for the big confirmation
but ask yourself if you can handle this multi-round match, imma fighter

Wish I could go back in time to where you said "five seven four" and i coulda filled in those blanks for ya and more.
Where five nine six eight four nine seven could-a led you is a mystery cuz instead you went for second best and i wana bring it back.
theres a reason all the rest stay missin me...

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