Girl to Girl
Girl to girl door to doorYou fucked so manny you are a whore
A diffrent girl every week
Could not even let me speak
You had them spread with a single word
Yet the negative things they never heard
You never would listen you still went ahead
You had another female laying in your bed
A good old glove would have been smart
But you thought it would mess up your part
So you went on and on with out a care
You couldnt stop cause it was there.
Years had passed, you matured and found that lady
Wanting to get married and have a baby
A virgin and scared she went to the best.
So to her demands he took the test.
One week later he got the word
It was the worst that he hurd
He fell to the floor in tears, it couldnt be
The doctor that was calling said he had HIV.
He lost his girl and every ting he owned,
And now he shut his world, alone
If only he listend and did as said
He would have a wife insted
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