Igbo & Shayo

Girl I knew you was the one for Me
Girl I knew you was the one for Me
Girl I knew you was the one for Me
The one for me
The one for me hmm
Girl I knew you was the one for me from the start
Tell me where did I go wrong
How did I break your heart
How did i break your heart
Woahh woah woah

Don't pray for love
Cuz when you get it you gone
End up breakin' up yeah, yeah
Don't pray for love
Cuz when you get it you gone
End up breakin' up yeah, yeah
I say tell me what's the use in tryna
Make it up. Too busy thumbing
Through the money check the Papercuts. My old bitch cut me off
I guess I'm tapered up
Too many scars all on my back I
Been betrayed too much yeah, Yeah

Flex out, say you wanna see Me
Say you wanna meet me, say it With ya chest out
Breast out, Watching you like T.V
She say Come and eat me
Now i got her Stretched out
And when you eat it Like this
You will never have to Hear any talk of what her ex bout
Shawty keep playin' round she Gone get folded like some sheets
I love the taste of both sets of her Lips, them shits is sweet and
I say smoke with me, roll with me
No this ain't no high-school but Will you go with me
Love it when you hang around call you
My rosary. And imma beat that pussy up
Just like you stole from me and I say smoke with me, chill
With me, I know this shit ain't Right but will you pop this pill
With me. Even if I'm geeked up out
my mind would you still deal With me
And if i ever have to Make like an Orange you gone peel with me
Girl the way you move yo body
It's ridiculous fresh nail set with the fresh wax so meticulous
I know we started out As friends yeah that shit was Inconspicuous
New girl came with low mileage yeah i love a Picky bitch
Feelin' just like snoop yeah I'm rollin sticky icky shit
She say she got 20 minutes, yeah I'm tryna get a quickie in
She say she want it in her mouth ended up with a sticky chin
She say 30 make it rain I got 100's 20's 50's Bitch

Don't pray for love
Cuz when you get it you gone
End up breakin' up yeah, yeah
Don't pray for love
Cuz when you get it you gone
End up breakin' up yeah, yeah
I say tell me what's the use in tryna
Make it up. Too busy thumbing
Through the money check the Papercuts. My old bitch cut me off
I guess I'm tapered up
Too many scars all on my back I
Been betrayed too much yeah, Yeah



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Writer(s): Calvin Williams
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