[hook x2]
i wanted you to know
that i am ready to go, heartbeat
a heartbeat
i wanted you to know
whenever you are around, can`t speak
i can`t speak

[verse 1]
i know what your boy like
skinny tie and a cuff tight
he go and make breakfast
you walk around naked
i might just text you
turn your phone over, when it`s all over
no settling down, my text go to your screen
you know better than that
i come around when you least expect me
i`m sitting at the bar when your glass is empty
you thinking that the songs coming on to tempt me
i need to be alone like the way you left me
you start calling, you start crying
i come over, i`m inside you
i can`t find you
the girl that i once had
but the sex that we have, isn`t half bad
the text say that "it`s not fair"
that`s code for "he`s not here"
and i`mma flirt with this new girl
and i`mma call if it don`t work
so we f**k, till we come, to conclusions
all the things that we thought we was losing
i`m ghost and you know this
that`s why we broke up in the first place
cause

[hook x2]

[verse 2]
it`s late night thursday
i know that you heard me
but you don`t want the same thing
well two can play that game
so i`m chilling with my girlfriend
but she not my real girlfriend
she got a key to my place but
she`s not my real girlfriend
stupid, so dummy
say the wrong thing and wrong girls come runnin`
i`m paranoid that these girls want something from me
and it`s hard to make a dime go one hundred
and my dude freakin` out over a worse fate
she on time, but she late for they first date
cause he went and tried out all new condoms
Slipped off in a threesome, good problems?
right? wrong
askin` him if she gonna play games
with the super smash brothers, but none of them you
i miss the sex when you kiss whenever you through
sixty-nine is the only dinner for two
i was wrong, but would you have listened to you?
uh, you were crazy
i got a heart, but the artichoke
is the only thing girls want when you in that smokin` light

[hook x2]

[verse 3]
so we`re done? this the real s**t?
we used to hold hands like field trips
i`m a jerk, but your dude is a real dick
i read his post on your wall and i feel sick
he ain`t cool, he ball and all that
but he just a fake ni**a who blog in all caps
you couldn`t wait to date
i`m going straight for your thighs like the cake you ate
i give a f**k about the ni**as that you say you ate
you know that i`m the best when i`m a-fake-tionate
i`m the best that you had, face it
j and keyshia are related, racist
i give you money, then you burn it, like you made off
she ain`t a killer, but she`d f**king blow your head off
i know he wondering, "what the f**k you hiding?"
that we dated like raps about bin laden
ayo, f**k this
are we dating? are we f**king?
are we best friends? are we something in between that?
i wish we never f**ked, and i mean that

but not really, you say the nastiest s**t in bed and it`s f**kin` awesome