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That's what you said though, what happened to that?
What happened to that?
Yeah
This Holy prolly winter brave
This the flow that prolly made my exes dig a grave
I keep all my rubbers in a liquor case
'Cause lately I been taking devils on my dinner dates
Ayy, I love her face, I hate her tits
But I still dedicated all my greatest hits
I still think about Colleen, my own personal codeine
What a pity
Yeah, what a pity, she's in Rome now
I'm plus +7 GMT on the globe now
She don't know I got her semi nudes with me
Starrin' while I'm sippin on that '82 whiskey
I'm getting faded now, this me in a trance
If I misbehave, please forgive me in advance
Love is never comin' here as easy you planned
A heart is not a logo and a hickey is not a brand, yeah, I get it
The woman of my dreams is really nothing more
Than just a woman in my dreams
I traded pain for trouble, now I'm payin for double
She did switch up the teams
Ayy, I've been chosen for this fate, man, karma's choice
I tell myself I'm only twenty in my Mother's voice
(If you have nothing serious to say, I'm hanging up)
I found a bad chick, I deserve a grown man's title
Even though I haven't been a soul mate, I know
This is now me following my old man's guy code
Chapter six of my own romance Bible
Tell her if you love her, chapter 11
Bring her back early, curfew's never after seven
You've got eyes like your mama does
And I've got lies, lotta drama, cuz
And I've a got a thousand likes on the 'Gram
But show me what it is that really makes up a man
Hm, I should prolly finish practice
Colleen has got a man who's got a fuckin' British accent
I'm nothing compared to him, nothing to her
The only time I see her is when I bump into her
For the dates, honestly the reason I ain't saying yes
Is the damn Holy Ten music's not paying yet
And I shouldn't even have to feel that way though
Like I can't see you when I got no money, I lie to you that I'm occupied
That I'm doing something, I'm really doin' nothing