Feb 7, 2011

bills, bills, bills

At first we started out real cool,(cool) Taking me places i ain'tnever been
But now your getting comfortable Ain't doing those things that you did no more
Your slowly makin me pay for things  Your money should be handling

And now you ask to use my car (car) Drive it all day and don't fill up the tank
And you have the audacity  To even come and step to me
And ask to hold some money from me Until you get your check next week

You triflin',good for nothing type of brother Silly me,why haven't I found another
A baller, when times get hard he's the one to help me out
insted of, a scrub like you who don't know what a man's about

can  you pay my bills  can you pay my telephone bills
can you pay my automo'bills then maybe we can chill
I don't think you do so you and me are through

now you been maxing out my card(card)
give me bad credit,buying gifts with my own ends
haven't paid the first bill but you steady heading to the mall
going on shopping sprees peprpetrating to your friends that you be ballin'

and then you use my cell phone(phone)
callin who ever that you think at home
and when the bill comes all of a sudden you be acting dumb
don't know where none of these calls come from
when your mamma's numbers here more than once




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