[Intro]
Ooh
Dubskie
[Verse 1]
If she ain't coming back
Out the game, and she ain't running back
But today she was up on my lap, I'll be humping her back
Real tight, yo, it's hard to unpack
Was it something I lacked? 'Cause now she's outie
Wonder if she thinks about me, remember my life's been lousy
We used to get rowdy, up in that club
Yo, I thought I was up, that was sent from above, guess it ain't what it was
So instead he sobbing, instead he here yodeling
Wish I could express these feels, but I really can't hold it in
[Verse 2]
Truthfully though, I guess I got used to the ho
Confused on the low, 'cause one day "woah!"
She went poof through the door, and I ain't seen her no more
I thought we had seized, we could grow
I keep a real number four, 'cause she still had to go
Give me one more shot, and I'ma knock it out the ball park
Instead of sitting here at Walmart, sighing, looking at a Hallmark
When I'm looking at her, that's that shit I call art
Now I'm 'bouta fall apart, my life had been all dirt
I'm depressed and blue, yeah I'll be stressing too
Still having dreams, late night, with me undressing you
Ooh
Dubskie
[Verse 1]
If she ain't coming back
Out the game, and she ain't running back
But today she was up on my lap, I'll be humping her back
Real tight, yo, it's hard to unpack
Was it something I lacked? 'Cause now she's outie
Wonder if she thinks about me, remember my life's been lousy
We used to get rowdy, up in that club
Yo, I thought I was up, that was sent from above, guess it ain't what it was
So instead he sobbing, instead he here yodeling
Wish I could express these feels, but I really can't hold it in
[Verse 2]
Truthfully though, I guess I got used to the ho
Confused on the low, 'cause one day "woah!"
She went poof through the door, and I ain't seen her no more
I thought we had seized, we could grow
I keep a real number four, 'cause she still had to go
Give me one more shot, and I'ma knock it out the ball park
Instead of sitting here at Walmart, sighing, looking at a Hallmark
When I'm looking at her, that's that shit I call art
Now I'm 'bouta fall apart, my life had been all dirt
I'm depressed and blue, yeah I'll be stressing too
Still having dreams, late night, with me undressing you
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