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Out Of Love
Tyler Kinng
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Let's start with your phone number
Girl, I see you nothin' sort of a blessing
Yo' love, I promise to work for it like a Mexican
Girl, you're a drug that I'm addicted to
And like the tampons that you use, I'm tryna get into you
You know you bad, I ain't gotta tell you that you bad
You're more than bad
You special like a, like a slow class
Just shower me with your love
And dry me off with the towels
Like outlets on the wall
We connectin' better than plugs
Blessing from out the sky
Angel from up above
I need to clean my mind
I get dirty thoughts every time we hug
It's somethin' I can't explain
I'ma stay in my lane
She give me respect
I'ma pay it back, when I get change, yeah
And they say the best things in life are free
But happiness has a lot and patience is the key
Just give a nigga a day a couple months or some weeks
I'll show you these hoes come last like the letter Z
You come before these hoes fuck them other hoes
I'm tellin' you, you're number one like, like Derrick Rose
A dime is what you are but a dollar when out them clothes
I swear, you keep me hot even on days when it's cold
Po-Po-Poetic justice, you want that poetic justice
Don't diss me 'cause you disagree, let's sit and discuss this
I'm in a whole another zone, the fuck am I on?
A drug called love and the side effect strong
Nowadays, these niggas fake, fake as Santa
And if you left me I get you like a paid ya ransom
I can see you full of questions I can be your answer
And I smoke like I ain't never ever heard of cancer
I don't fuck with these niggas but I ain't racist
I R-E-S-P-E-C-T you like Aretha Franklin
Right now I give you everything but my baby
And I'll never walk out on you even if you pay me
And I can tell that you've been cryin' all night, it's like
You and your nigga never had no fun it's all fight
And you know life a gamble, better pick cards right
Life is a game of pool and, bitch, I always earn stripes
If I can change the alphabet I'll put U right next to I
She said she love me too and you know that numbers don't lie
Yeah, I love that girl to death, I hope that don't mean I'ma die
And I hope she never cry, like a nigga with no eyes
Uh, I can get in then I'm out like a bank robbery
I can be her Tyrese, she can be Taraji
I can see that Keith Sweat drippin' off her body
Introduce her ass to Mary Jane and Joe and Molly
She keep me comin' back around, it's a love circle
I never ever get over her like a tall hurdle
Sometimes it's never physical, sometimes it all verbal
And other times I'm on her body just like a girdle
"Yeah"
"Man fuck that bitch
Think she's motherfuckin' God's gift to a fuckin' nigga
Fuck her, her ass can walk"
"J, come on"