Broken love
I know i broke your heart but baby let me fix it they won't see us apart i'm sorry i was trippin you mad all the time i hate when you be dissin all the time you on my mind it wasn't my intention I needed you the most you be given hope to me my heart was on the floor why won't you pick it up for me I don't know where to go but baby don't give up for me I take you to my show show you what i'm offering you can be my bunny and i can be yo clyde you can be my ride and i can be yo die just give me one more chance and i'ma make it right baby i'ma be right by yo side baby hold on to me tight I see the opponent for you I could donkey I just see how you approach me, because baby, I got motion back up back up back up before I shoot don't act up act up get rid of you got shooters on the roof got shooters on the trees big K got respect around the city thats on me I go hard every time I see and I know that she got me
Copyright © keke davis | Year Posted 2024
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