It all started with a lip stick stain
my baby started actin wild
and passin blame
I said somethin kinda insane
like I ain't a brotha
with a ball and chain
and then
she started shakin her head like sistas do
I let her walk out
called her later on my Cellie
but the call just wouldn't go through
What's up my boy say
yo dawg
what up wit Re?
I say
efff that I'll call her later today
she straight trippin
whoa..hold up
could this be the tippin
point
yo Brah
pass dat joint
normally I don't imbibe
but I'm feelin kinda creepy
deep inside
like is my baby creepin
all them nights I thought she was sleepin
now I'm wonderin what
little dirty secrets she be keepin
It all started with a
Sell Fone
inter-ruption
damn this femme gotta
alotta
gumption
my mind is goin crazaay
gettin kinda hazaay
is she gettin a little sumthin
sumthin
is another
brother
squeezin on my bran muffin
I mean
she know how Janice is
all touchy-feely
but she got a husband and 3 kids
and
an brotha like me repsect that
I don't take a fizz in another
cat's
hat
now she got me feelin like an unwelcome
mat
I can't even represent the real
facts
not since she shook her head
like a sista do
been callin and callin
but my call just won't go through
Gimme another Henny-N-pineapple
save the rocks
talked up a femme
got her number
walked down the street
2 my baby's block
hope her car would be parked outside
hold up
I touched the hood
she just came back from a ride
should I knock
or should I go
do I do
Or don't wanna know
damn
I'm just not thinkin straight
2 many Henny's and it's gettin
kinda late
Sell Fone
inter-ruption
damn
this femme gotta
alotta
gumption
my mind goin crazaay
gettin kinda hazaay
is she gettin a little sumthin
sumthin
is another
brother
squeezin n my bran muffin
I go home
talk 2 the dog
put my sweat suit on
2 take a jog
hold up
lemme check my blog
man
this feels like another log
on my fire
trust and respect goin up like a funeral pyre
my one and only desire
would be 2
rewind
the time
place her hand in mine
and just chill
let her say what she will
but
when you see that shakin of the head
like sistas do
500 Sell Fone calls
ain't gonna get through
Walked back 'round 2 her house
saw 2 people walkin out
I shout
and she looks startled and scared
unprepared
for my diatribe
OH HERE YOU IS BLAMIN ME 4 ..ISH
and this
is your cat on the side
so
like an angry man I went with the hunch
dropped dude
with just one punch
my baby looked at me kinda sinister
shook her head
lika a sista do
cried and whispered
you just knocked out my minister
he was tellin me 2 stop assuming
and see things through
and accept a Sell Fone call from
you
Sell Fone
inter-ruption
damn
I thought my femme had alotta
gumption
my mind went crazaay
2 many Henny's made me hazaay
thought she was gettin a little sumthin
sumthin
I was wrong
and now I'll never again be sueezin
on her bran muffin
Man...let this thang fade
brothas, take it from me
the worse feeling in the world
is when you get played
by yo DAMN SELF!!!

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