We all have secrets
Yeah
Care for me, care for me, care for me, uh
Yeah, look
I warmed up my throat ready to scream to the song, Jason put down the rooftop and my loose hair went with the wind as Jason drove me to only God knows where.
I wanna get married, like the Currys, Steph and Ayesha sh*t
But we more like Belly, Tommy, and Keisha *beep*
Gave you TLC, you wanna creep and *beep*
Poured out my whole heart to a piece of *beep*
Man, I thought you would've learned your lesson
'Bout likin' pictures, not returnin' texts
I guess it's fine, man, I get the message
You still stutter after certain questions
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