She Don't Know The Truth, by Ky Moet Subscribe to rss feed for Ky Moet

She don't know the truth. She wanna fight me claming I'm
messing with her brother. She don't the truth. She don't
know that her brother keep askin' me out. Asking me to walk
him home, saying that he wants us to be alone. She don't
know the truth. She needs to know the truth and get her
facts straight before she start playing her lil games. But I
guess that won't happen. She don't that her brother be
tellling me that he wants to be alone with me. She don't
know that he started talking to me first. She don't know he
started talking to me first. She don't know that her brother
be askin' around town for me number and stopping everytime
he see's me. She don't know that if she says one more smart
thing to me I'll kill her. She needs to know ehats really
going on. But ubtil then "She don't know the truth"
Posted: 2009-07-16 15:01:50 UTC

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