Categorieën: Rap - Hip Hop
He's coming home with his next grasp to catch flack
Sweat jackets and dress slacks, mismatched
On his breath's Jack, he's a sex addict
And she just wants to exact revenge and get back
It's a chest match, she's on his back like a jet-pack
She's kept track of all his internet chats
And guess who just happens to be moving on to the next
Actually, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks
'Cause she loves danger, psychopath
And you don't fuck with no man's girl, even I know that
But she devised some plan to stab him in the back
Knife in hand, says the relationship hanging by a strand
So she's been on the web lately
Says maybe she'll be my Gwen Stacy, to Spiderman
And I know she's using me to try to play him, I don't care
Hi Suzanne, but I shoulda' said "Bye Suzanne" after the first night, but tonight I am