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Curse3DGirls (Remix)
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Tom The Mail Man
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My heart, is sad And lonely Ya Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta, why you gotta Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta, why you gotta Why you gotta break my heart baby Girl you so cold Still feel a way when your old n***a gone Still got them pictures and messages in your phone If I could teach a thing it'd be learning to let it go (let it go) Let it go, let it go Ice on my wrist turning rain into snow This ain't Most Wanted, baby we can take it slow And like the moonlight I can show you where to go Let it go Had to puff it let it blow n***as better know that I'm taking over the shows b*t*hes about to wrap around me like the letter O Why you never text me back it feels like 20 years ago Our love is debatable like elections Try to help you with your first time just like a freshman You was all I wanted never searching for perfection I'm just asking let me get up in your section Creating love Thomas Edison Dying for you every day your love could be my medicine If you don't then, then I'm a mentally end up dead again You used to f**k with me least you could do is be my friend again Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta, why you gotta Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta, why you gotta Why you gotta break my heart baby Ay she ain't text you back yet Damn n***as be acting like some mofo's f**k with shorty she gon rip your heart just like some old close Sending hate messages then you said you never wrote those Shorty acting whacker then my n***as like them old folks But baby you know I'm the man around here When I'm in the city please don't bring your man around here They tryna start the hits like a band around here n***as fake as f**k so I can't even stand round here About to give her back shots flipping the flash brown hair Pull up at your shorty house I do the blast around there Pull up in the Audi I'm a do the dash around there And you know we make the cash around here (make the cash around) Ice box, Ice box, Ice Ice box n***a Ice box for a heart Never fit the role, but I still played the part Never find a realer n***a, this is what you got The line I keep repeating, till it's tearing me apart Young god you don't see that Wonder why if I need that Cause I put in the work But I ain't never get the feedback, I need that I swear to god my head is scary Every time I get into you You treat it like it's February fourteenth More cream coming with the work now TDC together got us working on the shirts now All this sh*t don't hurt now Cause I got myself together, yeah Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta, why you gotta Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my heart baby Why you gotta break my sh*t
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