Outta Town (feat. I_AM_NINEZ)

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G-Willikerz

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Yuh
Golly

I met a shawty who's a 50 out of 40
Had me so tongue tied, all my pick up lines was corny
Still I got her number, text her in the morning to begin the courting
I asked her what she tryna do
She tryna go outta town
To a restaurant
I mean at least 4 stars, but I don't flex a lot
She extra upper echelon, never settles, type to put the pressure on
She woke up and chose stylish, how she get her Fran Drescher on
She ain't a nanny, but I'm staring at her mani
Only thing it's missing is a wedding ring, wish I had one handy
If she ain't perfection then the resemblance uncanny
What we doin next weekend
She tryna go outta town
And get a room with a view
And a balcony so we can see the moon for a few
Then we make the bed go boom boom for a few
Next day, we hit the beach, sun, sand, morning dew. Yuh
We going steady. I'm dedicated, my heart is ready
I'm the man of her dreams, and I ain't talking Freddy
But now work her is getting heavy
She's on a committee, boss sent her to another city
She gotta go outta town
For a couple weeks
And now I'm living in chaos because she was my peace
It's brutal, without my beauty I've become a beast
We went from doing the most to talking the least
And then she get back
It's like the chemistry's off. We feel mismatched
Arguing over petty shit. Name calling
Oh you this that
She stormed out the door with a big bag
She going to her friend's house to crash
She wanna go outta town
Now I ain't heard from her
Not a call, not a text, not a word from her
I'm down bad. I miss her smile. Every curve on her
I got drunk, sent a text, aired my feelings
It must've struck nerve on her
She cussed me out, took shots at my pride
Said I'm just like my pops, all the shit I confided in her
Just blew up in my face, so I cried
'Til my tear ducts dried
Said our final goodbyes.

So now I'm drinking at the bar
It's getting kind of late
Trying not to think of how you are
Or who you're tryna date
No gas, I'm stressed. I'm a mess
We both frequent the spot, but I been going out less
Now all I can smell is her perfume
I'm trying not to look around, but damn
If I see her, I might just run out of the spot
Forget another around
I take a sip and see a slim thick shawty
And thought "Let's buy her a drink

I met a shawty who's a 50 out of 40
Had me so tongue tied, all my pick up lines was corny
Still I got her number, text her in the morning to begin the courting
I asked her what she tryna do
She tryna go outta town

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