[Intro: Chamillionaire]
Pretty messed up everyday your heart stay bleeding, bleeding, bleeding
It seem like every other day she's telling me she's leaving, leaving, leaving
I think we just rushed into this because we just moved to fast
Na naa na naa
And this is why they just don't last, don't lassssst, don't last
[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
Come on
You know I be moving from chick to chick
Tryin not to get too complacent
Figured you never chased it
Stuck your fork in a steak and
At 7 we dinner date and at 8 you was penetrating
You looking for ventilation
I'm back on the interstate and
Must a had me mistaken
I am in a commited
Type of relationship where you usually don't admit it
Usually go and get it, use it to hit and quit it
Usuing the same ol tired excuses you never did it, come on
You know that excuse il work everytime
Cept the time when you use it and then she tell you your lying
Silverwares not too use cause she sending them dishes flying
You ducking dodging like busta when tyson was in his prime
Get down
Wait a sec this ain't usually how it happen
Usually I be witty, usually you be laughin
Usually when your cryin I usually think you acting
Usually take my money and using as a napkin
Type of relationship where your usually never wrong
Even sexin a groupie while pocket dialling ya home
Breathing all in the phone, releasing after the tone
Ya even and got her screaming and squeezing yea as she moan
Who's listenin all alone, obviously it's casper
If she was there when you entered you would of asked her
But she's faster turn your living room till disaster
Stopped and asked yourself what the hell she do all that for
Past ya, when you was flippin but you was listenin
To that ol new edition, made ya feel you was pimpin
She was missin as quick as lebron after the decision
You swimmin in other women kept taking your talents fishin
Walk in and see ya spot and got turnt to a demolition
Who woulda known that Frank Ocean would be your new competiton
Might a met a magician, might be a muscian
Ain't gotta woman left just yourself and it's intermission
Singing
Pretty messed up everyday your heart stay bleeding, bleeding, bleeding
It seem like every other day she's telling me she's leaving, leaving, leaving
I think we just rushed into this because we just moved to fast
Na naa na naa
And this is why they just don't last, don't lassssst, don't last
[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
Come on
You know I be moving from chick to chick
Tryin not to get too complacent
Figured you never chased it
Stuck your fork in a steak and
At 7 we dinner date and at 8 you was penetrating
You looking for ventilation
I'm back on the interstate and
Must a had me mistaken
I am in a commited
Type of relationship where you usually don't admit it
Usually go and get it, use it to hit and quit it
Usuing the same ol tired excuses you never did it, come on
You know that excuse il work everytime
Cept the time when you use it and then she tell you your lying
Silverwares not too use cause she sending them dishes flying
You ducking dodging like busta when tyson was in his prime
Get down
Wait a sec this ain't usually how it happen
Usually I be witty, usually you be laughin
Usually when your cryin I usually think you acting
Usually take my money and using as a napkin
Type of relationship where your usually never wrong
Even sexin a groupie while pocket dialling ya home
Breathing all in the phone, releasing after the tone
Ya even and got her screaming and squeezing yea as she moan
Who's listenin all alone, obviously it's casper
If she was there when you entered you would of asked her
But she's faster turn your living room till disaster
Stopped and asked yourself what the hell she do all that for
Past ya, when you was flippin but you was listenin
To that ol new edition, made ya feel you was pimpin
She was missin as quick as lebron after the decision
You swimmin in other women kept taking your talents fishin
Walk in and see ya spot and got turnt to a demolition
Who woulda known that Frank Ocean would be your new competiton
Might a met a magician, might be a muscian
Ain't gotta woman left just yourself and it's intermission
Singing
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