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Kissin’ it goodbye and it’s so sad
Missin’ went my mind, went estupid
Wish it was the kind where it grew back
It just wasn’t time yet, it’s too bad
Kissin’ it goodbye and it’s so sad
Missin’ went my mind, went estupid
Wish it was the kind where it grew back
It just wasn’t time yet, it’s too bad
She said “Is this about me?
If this is too much to you, less about me
Did you paint your lover a picture bout me?
Have you told your other lil’ bitches bout me?”
She told me “Boy y’all don’t know shit about me
Do you notice anything different bout me?”
I told that bitch “Nah, I ain’t thinking’ bout you
In fact I wish that I knew less about you
As far as this record, yeah, it’s about you
I’m all in my head about this and that
I followed that bread and my wish had come true
Oh my God, almost made a big mess about —
My wallet not fat as that pussy
Got you out here ballin’ Manhattan like Knickerbock
Now I ball up my paper like tissue bout you
I fall on my back and blow kisses at you
Kissin’ it goodbye and it’s so sad
Missin’ went my mind, went estupid
Wish it was the kind where it grew back
It just wasn’t time yet, it’s too bad
Kissin’ it goodbye and it’s so sad
Missin’ went my mind, went estupid
Wish it was the kind where it grew back
It just wasn’t time yet, it’s too ——
Kiah:
You know what the fuck pisses me off, yo?
Daylight savings because what do they mean?