Reason to Come Back

I know she goes on up the walls taking survey of the other bouji bonnets
Another excerpt torn from the pages of a tale of a man who's being honest
One ring, two mocking bird ain't no singer, ain't the only thing wrapped Around her finger
I'd talk you into staying but I know it's senseless praying
You're a rain Cloud and I know you hate to linger

And I know that when she's down
She's gonna up and leave town
She's gonna leave one bag and
That's her reason to come back

I know she throws a fit that quakes the ground even Richter feels for miles
I'm good with being down in lost and found in lieu of Bobbitt trials
She likes finer things silver, gold, diamond rings, and shiny sheens, anything That glistens
How am I supposed to know what she likes? She always told me I'm Ignorant and I never listen

And I know that when she's down
She's gonna up and leave town
She's gonna leave one bag and
That's her reason to come back



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Writer(s): Luke Yurich
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