No this nigga didnt
Show up at my house unannounce
Cusiing and acting like he's my spouse
Look didnt I indicate to you that was your last dance
So save all the romance, your not my man
Get it thru your yellow ass head
See this is your last chance to face reality
And you should really let it seep into your head
Before I let you meet my real man and thats when shit gets bad
What we did was only for one night
And trust I didnt hear shirley mirdock's song
Yeah its morning and i had to go home to get a real bone
Showing nigga's in the hood your phone
Which come to find out never had a dail tone
But i can see how you would want to save face
Considering the last time you showed up I had to spray you with mace
Look nigga leave well enough alone and go bury your bone else where
I told you before fucking with grown women only leaves sicko's like you with lovejones!