Текст песни Guilty of Love - Mylo
Yo,
come
here
darlin',
have
a
seat,
we
need
to
speak
Look
straight
in
my
eyes,
tell
me
what
you
see?
Is
it
that
same
nigga
that
you
fell
for
from
the
door
Ain't
I
that
same
nigga
We
was
both
on
the
train
goin'
hard
and
then
your
shit
surfaced
Takin'
the
phone
in
the
bathroom,
whisperin'
with
your
girlfriends
Try
to
play
me
on
some
jerk
shit
Numbers
underneath
the
sole
of
your
lady
Timb's
Oh
shit
Kid,
I
kept
it
tight
for
you
Turned
nigga's
down,
didn't
go
out
all
them
nights
for
you
And
I
ain't
even
that
type'a
bitch
I
heard
about
Jones
Beach
and
Luke's
Freak
Fest
Nevertheless
I
still
put
my
faith
in
you
You
was
my
dog,
so
I
stayed
faithful
But
I'll
be
god
damned
if
I
be
some
nigga
dumb
bitch
It's
fucked
up
it
gotta
go
down
like
this
Yo,
have
you
ever
had
a
bitch
that'll
pop
guns
for
you?
Type
of
nigga
you'll
do
anything
he
ask
to?
Snake
bitch
turn
around
and
backstab
you?
Crab
nigga
found
out
he
fucked
around
too?
Threw
her
cash,
threw
in
the
smash,
that's
boo
Rockin'
your
4 wheel
drive
and
tattoo
Talk
sweet
thinkin'
that
he
rockin'
you
to
sleep?
Who
me?
Fall
for
that
bullshit,
you
got
it
twist
You
was
once
my
bunny,
now
you
want
to
act
funny
I'm
that
same
nigga
from
the
first
day
who
dress
bummy
Same
grimy
style
nigga,
I'm
still
hungry
I
never
lost
my
thirst
for
takin'
that
money
I
never
lost
my
lust
for
chicks
lovely
You
met
me
on
those
terms,
so
that's
how
I'm
runnin'
I
still
walk
up
in
the
crib
5 in
the
mornin'
And
still
count
my
cash
before
I
crash
What
you
thought,
you
had
a
dunny?
I
ain't
the
one
honey
You
skim
20's
out
of
my
stacks
of
Benny's
You
done
found
yourself
a
street
life
love,
to
death
do
us
Remember
that
shit,
now
everything's
ass-backwards
We
was
more
like
Mickie
and
Mallory
You
fouled
out
on
me,
found
another
man
math
in
your
belly
bag,
damn
I
wish
you
luck
though,
you
sneaky
bum
hoe
Catch
you
on
the
corner
while
I
pass
in
my
truck
though
Yeah
aight
First
of
all
fuck
you,
and
everything
you
own
nigga
You
got
a
lotta
nerve,
nigga
I
should
throw
a
brick
through
your
shit,
fuck
your
whips
It
ain't
about
that,
it's
about
you
givin'
out
my
dick
Or
so
it
seems,
I
can
only
call
it
how
I
see
it
Got
hoes
callin'
the
crib,
hangin'
up
not
speakin'
Come
on,
what
type
of
shit
is
that?
What,
I'm
supposed
to
sit
back,
stay
up
all
night
for
you
to
get
back?
Like
the
world
revolves
around
P
So
while
you
strolled
in
at
5,
I
was
comin'
in
at
3 3:
30
Niggas
wanna
play
dirty
Fuck
it,
that's
how
you
wanna
rock
let's
get
dirty
Yeah,
condom
wrappers
in
the
back
of
the
Azure
Talkin'
'bout
you
let
your
mans
get
off,
your
G
ain't
strong
I'm
gone,
you
ain't
worth
the
tears
You
lost
the
best
thing
you
ever
had
in
your
life,
a
waste
of
my
years
Yo,
have
you
ever
had
a
bitch
that'll
pop
guns
for
you?
Type
of
nigga
you'll
do
anything
he
ask
to?
Snake
bitch
turn
around
and
backstab
you?
Crab
nigga
found
out
he
fucked
around
too?
Threw
her
cash,
threw
in
the
smash,
that's
boo
Rockin'
your
4 wheel
drive
and
tattoo
Talk
sweet
thinkin'
that
he
rockin'
you
to
sleep?
Who
me?
Fall
for
that
bullshit,
you
got
it
twist
I
might
give
out,
but
I'll
never
give
in
We
might
as
well,
be
friends,
yes
we
have
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