Thought I Told You
Why you out here hurting bitches cause I told you I was hurt
I could never keep it clean with you I'm out here doing dirt
Thought I told you love was unemployed I knew we won't gone work
Thought I told you I won't good for you and know your worth
Thought I told you I was first
Thought I told you I was worst
Thought I told you if I see you with him he'll be on a shirt
Thought I told you since my nigga dead I still be craving percs
I use to keep yo nails did and keep some money in your purse
Time to slide never hide
Every man gone deal with pride
I just broke her heart again
Now she posting she outside
We been going through this shit so long this shit been getting dry
I didn't mean fuck the bitch but she made me feel alive
She know how to take a dick
She'n always tryna ride
She know how take liquor
She ain't always getting fried
I see that he ain't working out for you so now you on my line
It's okay I miss you too get dressed I'll be there at 5
I been drinking liquor
I been disappointed
I sent some flowers to you
I Mean that's if you want it
How can I get you back on social media I'm fronting
You got me fucked up in the head you got me planning something
You said you done with me and now I see you standing on it
I'm going nuts you need some shit you got me send money
You doing me like I did you and now this ain't funny
You giving me a feeling but you ain't feeling nothing
I drop my nuts I'm back on me and really thugging
I call my side bitch up I'm throwing dick up in her stomach
Lay up with her she said she love me so I end the subject
When come to all yo nigga lil bitch I'm David Ruffin
Thought I told you I was mad
Thought I told you you was sad
Always chasing after Niggas when I told you chase a bag
Thought I told you they just want you for your titties yo Ass
Thought I told you if you leave it's fuck everything we had
Why you out here hurting bitches cause I told you I was hurt
I could never keep it clean with you I'm out here doing dirt
Thought I told you love was unemployed I knew we won't gone work
Thought I told you I won't good for you and know your worth
Thought I told you I was first
Thought I told you I was worst
Thought I told you if I see you with him he'll be on a shirt
Thought I told you since my nigga dead I still be craving percs
I use to keep yo nails did and keep some money in your purse
I could never keep it clean with you I'm out here doing dirt
Thought I told you love was unemployed I knew we won't gone work
Thought I told you I won't good for you and know your worth
Thought I told you I was first
Thought I told you I was worst
Thought I told you if I see you with him he'll be on a shirt
Thought I told you since my nigga dead I still be craving percs
I use to keep yo nails did and keep some money in your purse
Time to slide never hide
Every man gone deal with pride
I just broke her heart again
Now she posting she outside
We been going through this shit so long this shit been getting dry
I didn't mean fuck the bitch but she made me feel alive
She know how to take a dick
She'n always tryna ride
She know how take liquor
She ain't always getting fried
I see that he ain't working out for you so now you on my line
It's okay I miss you too get dressed I'll be there at 5
I been drinking liquor
I been disappointed
I sent some flowers to you
I Mean that's if you want it
How can I get you back on social media I'm fronting
You got me fucked up in the head you got me planning something
You said you done with me and now I see you standing on it
I'm going nuts you need some shit you got me send money
You doing me like I did you and now this ain't funny
You giving me a feeling but you ain't feeling nothing
I drop my nuts I'm back on me and really thugging
I call my side bitch up I'm throwing dick up in her stomach
Lay up with her she said she love me so I end the subject
When come to all yo nigga lil bitch I'm David Ruffin
Thought I told you I was mad
Thought I told you you was sad
Always chasing after Niggas when I told you chase a bag
Thought I told you they just want you for your titties yo Ass
Thought I told you if you leave it's fuck everything we had
Why you out here hurting bitches cause I told you I was hurt
I could never keep it clean with you I'm out here doing dirt
Thought I told you love was unemployed I knew we won't gone work
Thought I told you I won't good for you and know your worth
Thought I told you I was first
Thought I told you I was worst
Thought I told you if I see you with him he'll be on a shirt
Thought I told you since my nigga dead I still be craving percs
I use to keep yo nails did and keep some money in your purse
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Writer(s): Treyvon Picot
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