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The Game |
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sweet_sharron New Member
since 2006-03-20
Posts 3South Carolina,USA |
He'll come into your life and turn it all around, Be so sweet and gentle, sweeping you up off the ground, Give you a full body massage while he kiss you slow and deep, But he's a totally different man while you are asleep, When girls call his phone he pretends it’s his boys, But ladies it's the game, he playing us like toys, He leaves you home waitin on his call, And while he tellin you he with the homies, he out pimpin at the mall, Yo friends can say he cheatin and you sayin that ain't true, You think they just jealous tryin to get next to yo boo, They really lookin out, believe your conscience when it comes to your man, Cause when yall old and married and the truth comes out you don't want the ish to hit the fan. Metro's**Finest**Bowlegged**Redbone |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
You will find him playing the same games on the internet too Hope |
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