Do I know your friend who? At a club? Who was there? Girl, I wouldn't Wait a minute, calm down, I was at a club with who? Get tha fuck, man, you know what? Girl, I'm not about to sit up here and argue with you About who's to blame or call no names, real talk See girl, only thing I'm tryin' to establish with you is not Who's right or who's wrong But what's right and what's wrong, real talk Just because your friend say She saw me at a club with some other bitches Sittin' in VIP, smokin' and drinkin' And kickin' it, tell me, girl Did she say there were other guys there? Did she say there were other guys there? Were there other guys there? Well, tell me this How the fuck she knew I was with them other girls then When the whole club packed? Wait a minute, let me finish what I've got to say I've been with you five years And you listenin' to your motherfuckin' girlfriends I don't know why you fuck with them old jealous No man havin' ass hoes anyway, real talk Alway accusin' me of some old bullshit When I'm just tryin' to have a good time Robert, you did this, Kells, I heard you did that Don't you think I got enough bullshit on my mind, real talk Hold, hold up Didn't I just give you money to go get your hair Toes and nails done the other day, hmm? Yeah, your ass was smilin' then, real talk Gave who some damn money? I ain't gave nobody no damn money, girl, is you tweakin'? You see what your problem is You're always runnin' off at the mouth Tellin' your girls your motherfuckin' business When they don't eat with us, they don't sleep with us Besides, what they eat don't make us shit, real talk You called my momma's house and what? Girl, my momma ain't gotta screen no calls for me, real talk And watch your mouth, fuck me? Girl, fuck you! I don't give a fuck about what you're talkin' about I'm sick of this bullshit, I'm comin' home And gettin' my shit and gettin' the fuck up outta Dodge You ain't gotta worry about me no more And the next time your ass get horny Go fuck one of your funky ass friends Hell yeah, you probably already doin' that shit anyway You gonna burn what? Bitch, I wish you would burn my motherfuckin' clothes With your triflin' ass, Milton, you bogus girl, Milton Start your car, warm it up and get ready to take me home This bitch done lost her motherfuckin' mind
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