20/20 hindparts sight
Reddy Newton
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Ah
Sound like some of that Isaac Hayes right there
Man, that shit's grooving
Hold on, hold on, man
Hold that real quick
Alright
Nah, let me check this mail real quick
Been a couple weeks
Publisher's Clearing House?
Junk mail, bills
Oh
A wedding invite
Right
From___
You going?
Hell yeah, I'm going
Right
It ain't gonna be on no, 'The Graduate'
That was your Boo
Dustin Hoffman stuff, man
Nah, we been platonic, man
That's my homie
I've even met her man
Everything cool
Oh, okay, okay
Been years
Right, right
You know how their family party
Probably gonna be open bar
Man
How many years has it been
Years, 8, since we were together
A couple for 3 years
Mutual break up
No hate, hard feelings, or tears
Just on different frequencies at the time
No stress
I'll attend the nuptials Manifest nothing but the best
Nothing but happiness
Invite allowed a plus one
I chose to go solo
There might bump a cute hun
Few hours before the start
An unknown number hits me up
My ex's best friend Who never liked me too much
Beggin' me to come to talk to my ex
Who said if I didn't
She would not walking down the aisle
Didn't know what to expect
Had to rush near perfection
Still dressed fresh to deaf
Arrive to find the bride to be
With eyes that just welped
Holding a half full henny fifth
I asked, how can I help
Through her eyes seen her grab
Dust off feelings that were shelved
Tells me that she's been fronting
All this time
Wasn't really in love And should have been my wife
(Oh my saying)
Don't know why I let you go
Never should have let you go
Never should have let you go
Never really let you go
Never quite got over you
Don't think I could let you go
Don't know why I let you go
Don't know why I let you go
Currently, rest of my life
Plan to be one woman man, fasho
Few chapters back
Few eras of gigolo
Male hoe
Not on the blade catching dates
Nothing gay, you know
Gave ladies a temporary escape They'd give me gifts and dough
On the way to Mexico
My Empress and I headed to Cabo
Ran into some buddies from my past
I was 20 years old, such a long time ago
Flight attendants at the time
Bev and Dee, 30 something then
Still FINE
Why'd I choose Alaskan Airlines?
Why'd I choose this damn airline
Trying to save a dime
Next thing I inform my woman
Of the situation
We keep things transparent
Strengthens our trust and faith
I wasn't fighting temptation
Like David Ruffin
But if my baby was down
We were mile high clubbin'
Imagine Bev and my girl
Fondling rubbing
Me and Dee could start touching
Bev whispers to my lady
'Can we share your husband?'
On the sisterwife tip Not up for discussion
Replies my Queen And Bev was not kidding
Flight wasn't full but We gain an audience, freak trippin'
Dee let me know they fantasized daily
For my return
Weren't concerned about who I was with Just wanted another turn
My lady permit this For one time
Access now denied I'm yours you're mine
She says these hoes Must have lost their damn mind
Awkward atmosphere the rest of the flight
I still watched the movie
Ate the snacks, you know