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- Chris Brown Hurt The Same 歌詞
- Chris Brown
- Sick and tired of the bullshit you wont get another chance
Fucking lame niggas I dont really understand
Cause you know Im a cash out fuck the rubber bands
I bought you everything peanut butter Benz
You was posed to be there when I got out of jail
But youd rather hoe out with all of your friends
Going crazy did my time you aint send me mail
Take it as I was tryna make you win aint had no bail
You supposed to be down for your nigga
Baby we would baby who you with girl you sipping
I was supposed to have your heart
But you just kept me in the dark painting pictures
I know you lying and you sneaking Im just stating facts
Im just that dummy who believed you cause I loved your ass
Not the only nigga who been through that
But Im the only nigga with receipts and popping tags
I was looking forward to us making love
And waking up for round two
But you aint stayed long enough its fucking me up
Learning from them hoes thats around you
And now you up on games no
You dont see me the same no
The drugs they can numb the pain
Popping bars its easy but but I still hurt the same
Thinking bout these bitches when Im rolling up
Im just tryna vibe wanna feel the love two bitches like double dutch
Off that purple Actaeon I stay with that double cup
I just switched my style up now she stuck like what the fuck
Started not to care European real bought a couple foreign
Driving outta here know that molly get me there
Just a couple sips just fore I forget dont remember shit
Get a lot of pussy dont fuck with relationships
Im on my mind now on that crazy shit
On my braze shit dont wanna know who she be fucking with
She tryna break my heart I know you loving it
You on some other shit and Im on my own again
I was looking forward to us making love
And waking up for round two
But you aint stayed long enough its fucking me up
Learning from them hoes thats around you
And now you up on games no
You dont see me the same no
The drugs they can numb the pain
Popping bars its easy but but I still hurt the same
I try to think away and navigate
But you steady throwing shade on my name
While Im taking all the blame
We both messed up and going separate ways
You fucking them niggas Im fucking them bitches
All that silly shit wont make a difference
Know what it is Im the man in my city
He only look at your ass and them titties
You dont need makeup you know that you pretty
You kinda crazy you know that I get it
Half on a baby you know that I did it
Guilty as charged I aint gonna be innocent
Im tryna be limitless
Im tryna fuck up all the Hennessy
You know I say fuck all my enemies
I know you on your independent shit
Quality over quantity
Bad bitch right in front of me
Cant lie baby honestly
Cause that pussy remindin me
And now you up on games no
You dont see me the same no
The drugs they can numb the pain
Popping bars its easy but but I still hurt the same
Up on games
You dont see me the same no
Numb the pain yeah
Bars its easy but but I still hurt the same
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