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She like, “we gon’ see each other today?” I’m like, “yeah for sure that” See we duck off and we fuck off but nobody know that Got my name saved in her phone as a bitch name Play your cards smart bitch, a super freak like Rick James Quiet, stay low key and fuck, we go by them laws I’m hitting her from the rear while she ignore her nigga’s calls Ooh she wrong, but who am I to care? We smash and we out of there Shawty erase my calls, erase my texts out her phone She get me out of there She tell me how she sick of dude I tell her how my bitch trippin’ She like he won’t let her out the house and she tryna get with me Old square ass nigga Always care ass nigga You the type to beat her up and pull her hair ass nigga I’m the type to smash on her, pull her hair ass nigga After we done I get it fixed ‘cause I’m a fair ass nigga She don’t know my mother She fuck with my brothers We just be linking up and fucking We keep it gutter We fuck with no rubber We be on top of covers Letras de cancionesShe got a nigga and I got a bitch We don’t tell on each other Nah we ain’t together, nah we ain’t a couple Don’t know what to call it She call my phone like she my main bitch I don’t know what to call it Leave from with you and come pull up on me I don’t know what to call it When we fuck we do our own positions I don’t know what to call it I pick up my phone whenever she call it I don’t know what to call it but I fuck with shawty She know we gotta keep this shit here on the low Can’t let my bitch know ‘cause I’m stuck with shawty When we be texting she send emojis Water emoji, tongue lick emoji Hit her back with the purple dick emoji I’m like where you at, aye let’s get emoji She tell me ‘bout her problems at the house How she with the nigga, she don’t love him How he want to but she don’t fuck him All lovey dovey, tryna cuddle But she don’t want that, she want you to fuck her rough Like you do a car, tune her up Face down, ass up Smack her on it She want you to toot it up Tellin’ me how she really a fan of me She listen to my shit all day I’m like where you at? she like on my way ‘bout to eat the dick in the car broad day We just fuck each other, we don’t love each other Feelings, we don’t get into ‘em We be coolin’ and we be kicking it I don’t know what to call what we doin’ She don’t know my mother She fuck with my brothers We just be linking up and fucking We keep it gutter We fuck with no rubber We be on top of covers She got a nigga and I got a bitch We don’t tell on each other Nah we ain’t together, nah we ain’t a couple Don’t know what to call it She call my phone like she my main bitch I don’t know what to call it Leave from what you and come pull up on me I don’t know what to call it When we fuck we do our own positions I don’t know what to call it From Letras Mania