LAX

I played that hoe like lacrosse
Bitch, I've been balling, don't care bout the cost
Did it myself, I'm my own boss
How did it feel when I gave you my all
Yea, when I gave you my heart
I won't feel like that again, I'm done
Won't feel like that, Won't feel like

I know what I wanna tell you, but I can't find the words to say
Like bitch get the fuck out my face
And they on my dick just 'cause I'm paid
Remember I was broke working minimum wage
But now I'm up, bitch I'm hot like Mace
And you can't come back I don't care what you say
Fuck your new man, he a goofy, a lame

And you could've had the world, but you ain't getting nun
And I'm finna travel the world, nah I can't be a bum
And you cannot be my girl, I don't want your love
And we steady smokin' on pearls, we get high as the fuck

Nah, now you can't have me back
'Cause you ain't have my back
Said you loved me, that's cap
And you dubbed me, it's facts
Yea, you're lucky that I didn't play ya
Girl, I thought your intentions were pure
And I can't bring myself to hate ya
I would've given the world
Chasing bags, not girls
In a Jag I
Yea, in a Jag I swerve
If I'm not him, you not her

I played that hoe like lacrosse
Bitch, I've been balling, don't care bout the cost
Did it myself, I'm my own boss
How did it feel when I gave you my all?
Yea, when I gave you my heart
I won't feel like that again, I'm done
Won't feel like that, Won't feel like

I know what I wanna tell you, but I can't find the words to say
Like bitch get the fuck out my face
And they on my dick just 'cause I'm paid
Remember I was broke working minimum wage
But now I'm up, bitch I'm hot like Mace
And you can't come back I don't care what you say
Fuck your new man, he a goofy, a lame



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Writer(s): Jacob Taylor
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