(Drake). What you mean I ain't call you? I hit you when I landed. I'm waitin' in my hotel room. Seems like we're arguin' more and it's getting less romantic. Yeah I think she'll be able to tell soon. But I'll f**k you right I will I'll f**k you right I will. I'll f**k you like no one has ever ever made you feel. I mean this part of our relationship's amazing still. I might just put up with the arguin' and stay for real. You lookin' bad girl for goodness sakes. You with all those curves and me without no brakes. Ooh I'm willin' to work it out however longer how it takes. You feel like you missed out on those happy days. Well girl that makes two of us. Our timing is wrong. Your friends always tyin' up every line on your phone. Yeah but tell them bitches that you'll always be my Mrs.. And the hardest part about the f**kin' business is minding your own. And every time I try and break it off. We just yell until we're tired then I break you off. It's useless all this fighting let's get past it now. Even when I throw them deuces you just send ‘er back around. (T.I.). Your wrist and fingers glisten ice cold like Michigan. Ay look at what we livin' in here we go with this again. I ju' keep on talking but I guess that you ain't listenin'. Rather run around with them nothin'-ass bitches then. Go on got me hot smokin' like the chim-i-ney. We used to be best friends now it seems we finna be enemies. Deep inside it's killin' me but soon it's gon' be killin' you. To see her in that two-seater no that's gon' hurt your feelings boo. Ah-ha didn't you think you would be over me. By now so you go sleepin' with them clowns they are no relief. She spoke her peace I know capisce so love must be let go released. Into the wind begin again them deuces I must throw ya peace. (Kanye West). You know what yo? You a b**ch. You should have a travel agent 'cause you a trip. You should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit. But all you got is some fuckin' issues you fuckin' bitch. I hate (???) but I love your mom. Give her a kiss from me her second son. Get your mind right baby or get your shit together. You gon' be hot a little while I'ma be rich forever. Girl seducers they come in deuces. But when I cut ‘em off they always become a nuisance. Niggas take my old flows and they take my old swag. He just took my old bitch and turned it to his new bitch. I'm stupid but I won't get my drama on. What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on. Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth. So when y'all talk 'bout You Know Who I don't know who you talkin' 'bout. (Fabolous). According to my old b**ch I be on some new s**t. She was on some old s**t now I got a new b**ch. Think I give two s**ts? You ain't gon' do s**t. Meet my two fingers intro deuces. If you knew better you'd do better. Wanna give the middle finger but I got two better. (Chris Brown). So you gon' diss me even though you know it's wrong?. Know you gon' (miss me a little when I'm gone). (Fabolous). Drizzy voice. Now I'm ghost baby four-door Rizzy-Royce. Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice. I'm 'bout my business boys plus I make paper. C'mon that's old news yes the day's paper. Ho you talkin'? What about?. If it ain't how I kept you studded out you might as well shut your mouth. You'll never score another me I shut it out. Act like there's gum in your hair girl cut it out. (Andre 3000). The farewell email from a female. But I'm a player ain't gon' tell ya all the details. What it entails is hard to say like selling seashells. By the seashore but she's not a bore. But neither a whore who needs to know more?. The kind you can't ignore but want to open the door. For or run in your favorite store. And leave with all them shoppin' bags and half of it ain't yours. I did things for her ain't rich ain't poor. I wanted to do more but hell I just ain't know her. Well enough to know if this was all that she came for. But enough to know tonight excited she came four. Times to my cousin house to see if I was there. Getcha minds out the gutter man we out here tryna have a good. Time and here I am all heavy with the word swear. Somebody that's a nerd likely fast-forward but shit they asked for it. It's hard to throw up the deuces 'cause when you know it's juicy. You start to sound like Confucius when makin' up excuses. Chase cabooses 'til the track gone. I gotta find me a new locomotive stop makin' sad songs. (Chris Brown). I'm on some new shit. I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (Deuces). I'm movin' on to somethin' better better better. No more tryna make it work (Deuces). You make me wanna say bye-bye. Say bye-bye. Say bye-bye to her (Deuces). You make me wanna say bye-bye. Say bye-bye. Say bye-bye to her (Deuces)