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(it's girl)
she lives next
to the store i loiter at
we talk every night, she cry to me her guy
and if we text, i get pissed i get no reply

(it's girl)
i that she's the key to love
she is who i'm thinking of when i ain't beating up
the mental images her face
the closest that i got was when i'm poking her on

(this girl)
chats are so exciting,
cause it's like she is inviting me to her full of privacy
i'm getting gassed up, i think she's me
she's gullible, and i just take it like a pirate (aargh)

(this girl)
i see her in
not really two doors down, but any time i pass
to take a piss in a stall, i us in the hall
locking lips on the wall, her grabbing my dick
my left hand on her tits, aw my shit's hard
some thoughts of dating this

(it's girl)
her name is my (... fuck)

(this girl)
all my niggas got bitches and stuff
but all the bitches, they
i these bitches is sluts
but she's special, i know to ya'll i come off as
but i'm the to her, and i just want to concur
a relation, i want the cheesy at the movies
and stupid walks at the beach, and straws in a cup
i never had that, so when we holdin' hands home
i look past that, the fact she's fucking that i hate
but...

(this girl)
are looking great, cut copy
last that we talked, she said her relationship was rocky
now mr. faggot's gone, their's no one that can stop me
from bagging her, i got these to the roxies

(this girl)
day, metro's taking me home
i see her in a cut at wendy's, but she's not
that guy, wait, why the fuck he 'bout to kiss her?
come to find out she got with her... nigga...
(damn)
damn...
fuck...

(it's girl) x2
she's so pretty, fuck pity, i feel so shitty
i wanna text her in a jealous rage, but if she
or say anything, smile, i know

what do i do with myself? sit in my room for days
play with piles full of wet socks, fuck that

(this girl)

my nigga asked "ace, what happened to and such?"
i her name, and then, tell em' i probably
or i tell em the truth and say she didn't like me much
but i lie and say she moved to nebraska...

(it's girl...)