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My drawer full of condoms I don't use 'em
Well that's stupid, all my relationships abusive
Tell 'em the truth but yet they still clueless
I wonder
They don't make lies
Like they used to
They don't make lies
Like they used to
You don't make lies
Like you used to
You don't make lies
Like you used
They don't make ?em like they used to, those guys
And I can't get used to the way that it is today
No one to look up to, hard times and though I try
back to when your life was so sweet

You know they just don't make 'em like they used to
No, they don't make 'em like they use to
They just don't
used to any more
Said they don't make outlaws like they used to any more
Well, they don't, they don't, 
They don't, they don't, they don't
Make 'em
just don't make 'em like you anymore
Not up in the mountains or down by the shore
Something shine in the fashion in the smile that you wore
They just
They just don't make love like they used to they stone a heart that's warm and true
It seems to fall apart no matter what we do
They just don't make
the heart she 
Tore in two
I guess they just don't break 'em like they 
Used to

I bet she thought that wounded pride of yours 
Would never heal
But
it’s plain to see
That they’re not here to make eyes at me

Run ‘em off, don’t want them hanging around
Run ‘em off, you’ll be the talk of the town
eastmont
With nines and ak's doing the right think like spike lee
And now their babies got free pampers and free nikes
Up at the schoolhouse they said
He's a motivator
Dressed to the T's
They're down on their knees
He's a Master Baiter
He'll make 'em crawl for the hell of it all
He likes to see 'em
A MOTIVATOR
DRESSED TO THE T's
THEY'RE DOWN ON THEIR KNEES
HE'S A MASTER BAITER
HE'LL MAKE 'EM CRAWL FOR THE HELL OF IT ALL
HE LIKE'S TO SEE 'EM CRY
don't talk too long
Run 'em off, they are tryin' to get you in Dutch
Run 'em off and make 'em let us be
If you don't run 'em, off I swear you're cheatin'
And your the lottery
Love
I rarely ever do
But it feels alright alright
So I never wanna let you go
They don't make em' like you no more

They don't
He's a motivator
Dressed to the T's
They're down on their knees
He's a Master Baiter
He'll make 'em crawl for the hell of it all
He likes to see 'em
Ain't no substitution for a woman, woman
They don't make 'em like they used to girl i want one, I do
I really need a woman, it's true
I really need
without a tan
My trophy on that Bound bike, I gave you only pipe
If people don't hate then it won't be right
You could look at Kylie, Kendall, Kourtney
They just don't make love like they used to they stone a heart so warm and true
It seems to fall apart no matter what we do
They just don't make love
let her get away
They don't make 'em like they used to
I think they're better than before
It's more than physical attraction
Keeps you coming back
'em let us be
Now if you don't run 'em off
I'll swear your cheatin' on me

Now there's an iceman, a milkman, and folks out of town
They come to visit
it’s plain to see
That they’re not here to make eyes at me

Run ‘em off (run 'em off), don’t want them hanging around
Run ‘em off (run 'em off), you’ll
the venue 
Invited his man, and some b**** named Kendall 
Tried to style on em, shoes with the crocadile on em 

But the n**** still was corny, he bore me
named Kendall 
Tried to style on em, shoes with the crocodile on em 

But the nigga still was corny, he bore me 
His preference was more sorta like
go
I'm like a down south crooked ass police
Gettin' me some of everything down to your show biz
See they got me
Going buck wild
Swinging
[Verse Two]
Coward niggas ride 20 niggas deep
With a piece, underneath the seat, make 'em think they street
I don't need nobody else, whoop you by