Bitter and Ruined, by Regina
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Sweet like honey, moist when you taste.
A run for your money, bitch make you chase
Couldn't catch me, wouldn't catch me.
they call me Slim
Cuz I'm thin and meak
they call me chocoalte
cuz i'm dark and sweet
so what you got here is a black beauty
only cocky cuz it's my duty
never used to like me, but now i'm used to me
girls talk shit, boys call me ugly
not cuz I'm not pretty
cuz I got little titties and no ass
I'm dark skin and thin
Now I'm older a little bolder
Dark skin and slim never felt better
Niggas never got harder, bitches never got wetter
got girls staring
married men sweating
preachers in church swearing
good girls want to go bad
that's what happened to me
got used up and wa packing a seed
met the doctor a couple of ties
and got rid of the kid
gotta stay fly
not breastfeeding and dead
lost all my baby fat
the slim chick was back
and thinner than ever
lost in the cold world without a sweater
used to be sweeter than sugar
now bitter and ruined |
Posted: 2007-11-29 22:50:33 UTC |
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