[Verse 1]
I know what your boy like
Skinny tie and a cuff tight
He go and make breakfast
You walk around naked
I might just text you
Turn your phone over, when its all over
No settling down, my text go to your screen
You know better than that
I come around when you least expect me
Im sitting at the bar when your glass is empty
You thinking that the songs coming on to tempt me
I need to be alone like the way you left me
You start calling, you start crying
I come over, Im inside you
I cant find you
The girl that I once had
But the sex that we have, isnt half bad
The text say that Its not fair
Thats code for Hes not here
And Imma flirt with this new girl
And Imma call if it dont work
So we fuck, till we come, to conclusions
All the things that we thought we was losing
Im ghost and you know this
Thats why we broke up in the first place
Cause
[Verse 2]
Its late night Thursday
I know that you heard me
But you dont want the same thing
Well two can play that game
So Im chilling with my girlfriend
But she not my real girlfriend
She got a key to my place but
She not my real girlfriend
Stupid, so dummy
Say the wrong thing and wrong girls come runnin
Im paranoid that these girls want something from me
And its hard to make a dime go one hundred
And my dude freakin out over a worse fate
She on time, but she late for they first date
Cause he went and tried out a new condom
Slipped off in a threesome, good problems?
Right? Wrong
Askin him if she gonna play games
With the super smash brothers, but none of them you
I miss the sex when you kiss whenever you through
Sixty-nine is the only dinner for two
I was wrong, but would you have listened to you?
Uh, you were crazy
I got a heart, but the artichoke
Is the only thing girls want when you in that smokin light
[Verse3]
So were done? This the real shit?
We used to hold hands like field trips
Im a jerk, but your dude is a real dick
I read his post on your wall and I feel sick
He aint cool, he ball and all that
But he just a fake nigga who blog in all caps
You couldnt wait to date
Im going straight for your thighs like the cake you ate
I give a fuck about the niggas that you say you hate
You know that I’m the best when I’m a-ffection-ate
Im the best that you had, face it
J and Keyshia are related, racist
I give you money, then you burn it, like you made off
She aint a killer, but shed fucking blow your head off
I know he wondering, What the fuck you hiding?
That we dated like raps about Bin Laden
Ayo, fuck this
Are we dating? Are we fucking?
Are we best friends? Are we something in between that?
I wish we never fucked, and I mean that
But not really, you say the nastiest shit in bed and it’s fuckin’ awesome