Topic: Who Likes Gettin' Played? | |
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Tried to lock me up an throw away the key, beast of burden.
Worst things out there than the likes of she, an her flirtin' yeah. Worry more than a dog on a bone, when i know she should've had that bootie home 4 hours ago , but i'm still here alone. Where is my hot summer bunny, little winter cuddle buddy? Somebody else must be giving her shade, hey. Don't laugh it isn't funny, kinda makes a man feel nutty, i don't know anyone who really likes gettin' played. She comes in 3a.m. dressed different from this morning. "Honey where you been", she said " out with friends" then started yawning. Rushed in to the lue, locked the door then took a shower. Normally in and out real fast but this time damn near an hour. Think she hoped i'd fall asleep before she got into our bed. Fool, i had the lights on wide awake, on her neck saw something red. Been so long since i had seen one so for a moment the name slipped me, than she hiccuped, and it dawned on me "oh snap those are hickies". |
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Been there, been played like a fine tuned piano. Not anymore. I move on as fast as I could.
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((( brwn ))))
ohhhhhhhhhh hugs to you my friend |
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"If it looks good, you'll see it. If it sounds good, you'll hear it. If it's marketed right, you'll buy it. But...if it's real, you'll feel it."
-Kid Rock |
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