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Ms. Platonic Part 2
作词:Jarrett Mumford
Hehe, yeah, yeah, yeah Reminiscin' last year about Keisy, remember her? Came to my crib lookin' for some platonic friendship Gave me the blue balls, askin' me for beats and shit
Now she's sayin' I can't get the draws off Unless I spend some cash at the mall? Haha, biaaaatch, okay, let's go shoppin' (Okay, no more Mr. Nice Guy)
Last year, Kizzy with the d-cup bra Gave me blue balls, time for me to get raw I hear around town she still wants to be friends And if I pay I might hit it, I'm thinkin' revenge
'Cause she left me all swoll in the balls Workin' my wrist to Lucy Liu flicks and punchin' holes in the walls But Kizzy don't know I got plans She gotta pay for all the times she left me usin' my hands
Figure I could take her to the motel In the Poconos to bone after I spend a little ends I gotta trick for sex to get this plan off I gotta get a nut, and the kind that's hands off
Pick her up at 3 to go trick at the mall Spent a little cash, kept receipts for it all She thinkin' I'm rich, dumb bitch, my shit ain't even bar coded She's gold-diggin' too hard to notice
(Let me have $50 for a brand new dress) Haha baby, no doubt, 'cause I'm finna tear your back out Callin' me a trick, I ain't tryin' to go that route Shit gets returned after she gets burned I buy her the dress but soon she'll learn
(And I'm not givin' this to you because (I like you or anything like that, it's just that)
Last year you gave me blue balls Bein' a platonic friend (Sing that song) Now you think I'm crazy paid So you wanna give me the skins (Sing that song)
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Spend my dough for nothin' You must be smokin' crack (At the top of your lungs) Of course I'll buy the bracelet But after I hit it, I'm takin' it back (Biatch)
I remember when I spent no loot, she ignored me But now the cash register sound keeps her horny (I promise ya, you'll just stick with me) (And you're gonna drippin' in mink and jewelry)
But I hate gold-diggers, I'ma slay her then play her I'll have this chick screamin' and I'll lay her (Fuck you, you bastard) But there's a slight chance she might not bone? Dog, she's a 100 miles away, how the fuck is she gettin' home?
Oh haha (Are you ready to take your panties off?) (That's right, take off all your clothes, good, he) (Biatch)
Now I hit her [unverified] (Who's pussy is this?) Ironic seein' Ms. Platonic down on [unverified]knees I had to pause, dog, you shoulda peeped my grill Laughin' and passin' out the sleepin' pills
Gased 'cause she thinkin' that I'm about to pay her Frontin'-ass bitch is knocked out an hour later Gather up the gear I just bought with the receipts and the tags Even took the new shoes off her feet and her bag
Think I would pay to get the ass like a idiot? I went back to Macy's and returned every bit of it Lettin' me jerk it off last year with some friendship And only wanna bone when I spend shit
100 miles away, I'm at the crib screenin' my calls She blowin' up the voice mail (Stunt, call a taxi) Laugh when I think of last year when the fish wasn't bitin' Now the bitch is hitch-hikin' (I wish someone would tell me what I've done to deserve this)
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