Foreign Affairs
Lies you never should have told
Blunts you never should of smoked
Ain't the drama getting old?
I just really need to know
That's what regret feels like
Got me up late in the late
So low die just might
Say it like yeah
Say it like yeah
Say it like yeah
Can feel it in the air yeah
Nothing really fair yeah
Especially when you out there
Boy you better beware
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, check it
Lies you never should have told
Blunts you never should of smoked
Ain't the drama getting old
I just really need to know
Cause back home, back home
They say white girls don't ass
But I been out here where all white girls
They got ass for days like whoa child
You'd be amazed
You'd be amazed
You'd be amazed
I hope my grand kids read this letter
So they know I played
My ex still all up in her feelings
And I gotta be real I'm missing her too
Hoping that she comes through and pop move
Hoping that she knows that a nigga her boo
Swore last time that I never say nigga again
But I been round my nigga friends
And they be hella niggerish
Gums black as licorice
Burning fumes like a jet
Yeah I'm spinning yeah I'm spinning yeah merry go round
And I might throw up but I cant come down
Cause I gotta lot of bitches from France right now
And they all just wanna be good friends right now
The type that likes to come over and chill for a while
And then next thing you know they be sucking you down
And you can't stop, can't stop
Even though your girl on way back home now
That's toxic, yeah
Blunts you never should of smoked
Ain't the drama getting old?
I just really need to know
That's what regret feels like
Got me up late in the late
So low die just might
Say it like yeah
Say it like yeah
Say it like yeah
Can feel it in the air yeah
Nothing really fair yeah
Especially when you out there
Boy you better beware
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, check it
Lies you never should have told
Blunts you never should of smoked
Ain't the drama getting old
I just really need to know
Cause back home, back home
They say white girls don't ass
But I been out here where all white girls
They got ass for days like whoa child
You'd be amazed
You'd be amazed
You'd be amazed
I hope my grand kids read this letter
So they know I played
My ex still all up in her feelings
And I gotta be real I'm missing her too
Hoping that she comes through and pop move
Hoping that she knows that a nigga her boo
Swore last time that I never say nigga again
But I been round my nigga friends
And they be hella niggerish
Gums black as licorice
Burning fumes like a jet
Yeah I'm spinning yeah I'm spinning yeah merry go round
And I might throw up but I cant come down
Cause I gotta lot of bitches from France right now
And they all just wanna be good friends right now
The type that likes to come over and chill for a while
And then next thing you know they be sucking you down
And you can't stop, can't stop
Even though your girl on way back home now
That's toxic, yeah
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Writer(s): Salazo And Aj Starr
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