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Anthony Brant
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Give Me Some Space
Quit calling my phone, give me some space And If I see you in public, don't run to my face Hell naw, aint Cuffin, No way (No way) You know I don't love her, No way (No way)!
Quit calling my phone, give me some space And If I see you in public, don't run to my face Hell naw, aint Cuffin, No way (No way) You know I don't love her, No way (No way)!
listen up girl quit blowing up my phone! every 'shit test' makes me want to be alone! always pushing buttons doing things I don't condone feels like every single woman on the planet is a clone!
someone tell me what has happened to this generation I'm feeling impatient everybody is so complacent with saying they love each other while looking at who's adjacent or maybe a little treat on the side on occasion
what is love, is it just contract? an agreement? that will smack you in the ball sack? tear a family apart? who wants that? What you doing sexting other people that is so sad!
living in a culture of cheaters a moral free zone being so facetious I'm laughing but you don't see though no one seems to care about anything and it does show love is just like friends with benefits on the down low
Quit calling my phone, give me some space And If I see you in public, don't run to my face Hell naw, aint Cuffin, No way (No way) You know I don't love her, No way (No way)! もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com
Quit calling my phone, give me some space And If I see you in public, don't run to my face Hell naw, aint Cuffin, No way (No way) You know I don't love her, No way (No way)!
been walking around with a backpack that's filled with cement and a snap back-arguments and blame doubts about the shame I will lay it out on a track today-
-there's no respect and that's wrong! you use to make me feel strong! don't want to have to move on! but I'm sick of dodging your bombs! I remember when I found out that Christmas was fake parents were the fairy that would pay me when I wake love is just a covenant for lawyers to debate when my parents got divorced I knew love was just a fake
we could be alone together push through one semester if we break up we lost our temper our success to be shown like the Collatz conjecture
Quit calling my phone, give me some space And If I see you in public, don't run to my face Hell naw, aint Cuffin, No way (No way) You know I don't love her, No way (No way)!
Quit calling my phone, give me some space And If I see you in public, don't run to my face Hell naw, aint Cuffin, No way (No way) You know I don't love her, No way (No way)!
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