Its 2 a.m. and you're walking through the door like you did nothing wrong? Well excuse me who died and made you the boss.....the last time i checked...i was still breathing. Then you give me this lame excuse about how your friends picked you up at work and begged you to go to a bachelor party and you ask 'what would you do?' I'd prolly get the hell outta there...you got a woman at home waiting for you. And i notice your breath smells like beer. Then you say your friend didn't want to drink alone and you say 'what would you do?' I'd say get lost you mofo's i got more important things to do.....like actually live a long life. Then I notice you smell of a womans perfume and you say your friend knew these girls and they tried seducing all of you and there was nothing you could do. And then you ask 'what would you do?' Oh no you didnt mother f*cker....I'd prolly go back and f*ck her again...cause you sure aren't gettin' any from me. Now thats what I'd do mother f*cker.
Reason for writing:
This isn't a personal turmoil...my baby and i are happy... this is for some friends who have been played. all u players bring it....if u can handle it!
Birth sign: Libra
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