This Goes Out Lyrics
My mom and dem don't like ya, my friends all think you triflin, but I don't
feel quite like them, in fact I'm out to spite them, the love we share is
special, its on a whole nother level, he's firm with me, he's
gentle, he's intimate, yet mental
But he's quick to flip, he don't
understand, street but sweet, my kinda man, goes to church, might be a
thug, he breaks me off, shows alot of love, disrespect, he's off the
heezy, you don't want that, please believe me, thats the only way he
knows how to show me how much he cares.
This goes out to my bandana
rockin, out on the blockers, chasin that dough, bad baby daddies, 1st of the
month, child support, all non-voting, newport smoking, I still got love
for ya'll and this goes out to my 3rd strike paroller, dry philly rollers,
sitting on dubs, cristal poppin, loud talkin, frontin, drunk in the club,
live wit you mamma, always in drama, I still got love for
yall.
Somebody's always hatin, there always sittin around waitin, til
you make a new mistake and get sent back upstate and so they can just say
that "I told ya" "Shoulda listened when I told
ya", So I'll cry on their shoulder, They'll be so glad its
over.
But he'quick to flip, he don't understand, street but sweet, my
kinda man, goes to church, might be a thug, He breaks me off, shows alot of
love, disrespect, he's off the heezy, you don't want that, you gotta
believe me, thats the only way he knows how to show me how much he
cares.
This goes out to my bandana rockin, out on the
blockers, chasin that dough, bad baby daddies, 1st of the month, child
support, all non-voting, newport smoking, I still got love for yall and this
goes out to my 3rd strike paroller, dry philly rollers, sittin on dubs,
cristal poppin, loud talkin, frontin, drunk in the club, live wit yo
mamma, always in drama, I still got love for yall...
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