MISS ME
i looked directly at you
but
your eyes would not meet mine
i peeped your whole card and you knew it
you and your wanna be a playa ways
MISS ME WITH THAT
everything you say sound like a broken record to me
don''t you know playas
never ever
have to
beg
cajole
or
whine
your gift of gab is your name to fame
but
you just aint that tight
talking out the side of your mouth
dancing behind smoke and mirrors
you can't even look me in the face
cuz you know you sorry
so
take your soft rap and trifling game
and...
MISS ME WITH THAT
but
your eyes would not meet mine
i peeped your whole card and you knew it
you and your wanna be a playa ways
MISS ME WITH THAT
everything you say sound like a broken record to me
don''t you know playas
never ever
have to
beg
cajole
or
whine
your gift of gab is your name to fame
but
you just aint that tight
talking out the side of your mouth
dancing behind smoke and mirrors
you can't even look me in the face
cuz you know you sorry
so
take your soft rap and trifling game
and...
MISS ME WITH THAT
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