[First Verse:]
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All this time, you've been mine, heaven-sent Valentine
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And just like that, my life stopped on the dime
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I can't stop cryin', inside I'm dyin'
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I caught you red-handed, that's what I get for spyin'
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But I've been suspicious, cuz you done caught me with some bitches
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But you promised not to shoot me with the same triggers
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You didn't know the new Benz I just bought you
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Could be tracked by satellite, and that's how I caught you
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Oh Baby why?
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In the past I've been unfaithful
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I can't believe it, I feel like, this nigga raped you
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But you allowed it, you gave yourself to a coward
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I'ma bury both of you, and STILL buy you flowers
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[Chorus:]
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Remember when
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Our love would never end?
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But now I am
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Tastin' my own medicine
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[2x]
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[Second Verse:]
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It's disturbin', it's sick, I keep thinkin' bout this shit
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I wanna spit on your face, while you lie in a ditch
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You forgave me, but I just can't forgive you
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Cuz it ain't the same, I can't explain it, but it's true
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It's way worse, I never felt pain like this
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I can't take you back, you fuckin' nasty ass bitch
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You destroyed me, you ruined, everything I worked for
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A house with an elevator, a spa on the third floor
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I still love you, but never in my life will I touch you
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You disgust me, your beautiful face became ugly
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I just wish you was a dream, and that I could wake up
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But it's real, so I keep, gettin' drunk, as fuck
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[Chorus]
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[Third Verse:]
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I'm home waitin' for you, you don't know that I know yet
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You're probably gettin' fucked right now, sippin' some moet
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I checked the address, it's some dude named Paul
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Thirty-three years old, oh yeah, I checked it all
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Probably met him at the mall, spendin' up my cash
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G-string up your ass, wearin' tight ass pants
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Oh my, look who just pulled up in her Benz?
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Where you been at Girl?
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Oh, doin' some errands?
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Take your shit off!
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Let me smell you, what you thinkin' bout?
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I know where you've been!
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Shut your muthafuckin' mouth!
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Whose house is this?
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And who the Hell is Paul?
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What you mean this ain't a house?
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This where you took the dog?
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You mean....this the vetinarian's office?
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You got the Parvo shots, for the puppy I just bought us?
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It's some old man named Dr. Paul Seigel?
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Here's the business card, in case I don't believe you?
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Call him up right now?
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Nah Baby that's okay
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You know I trust you, I love you, that's all day
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Why is my face red?
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It looks like I've been cryin'?
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Gangsta's don't cry
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Baby, don't even try it
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[Chorus]
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Yeah
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This song is dedicated for all you niggas fuckin' over the women you love.
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If she don't get you back, your conscience will.
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And if she's not happy, then you'll never be happy, that's just the way it goes.
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Yeah, this the SPM, it don't never quit
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Medicine
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South Park Mexican (SPM) |