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letra de you - cris the kid

[verse 1]
yo
a big shout out to my f-ckin’ ex
(ughh)
(ughh)
babygirl, i’m here to flex
driving down the freeway
and yes i’m a little faded
yes something similar to a jamaican
wake and bake think about the regrets
the only thing i never doubt is the s-x
we use to have, late nights i had you moaning
car windows, fogged up, checking who scrolling
coast clear, would get it in, then cuddle naked
my d-ck getting hard, round two always awaiting
sometimes three, our love would push the limit
now you wake up and act, like i ain’t existing
but i don’t blame you, i acted like a fool
when i was your boyfriend, i broke all the rules
tried my best to get it right, but i never did
causing a life a chaos, wasn’t a way to live

[chorus]
tell me now how to live without you
everyday feeling so lost without you
i would love to know what’s up, what’s about you
baby i’m so sorry for the pain i caused you (×2)

[verse 2]
babygirl, babygirl, about to set it off
yes babygirl, yes, yes, take yo dress off
that night in the hotel room, remember that ?
it was who’s wedding ? i think it was my dad’s
holy sh-t, holy sh-t, i miss you babygirl
babygirl without you, i wanna f-ckin’ hurl
every single argument acted drunk, towards the end
treated you like a c-nt, what the f-ck ?
i don’t know what i’m doing in this life
i still wish someday you will be my d-mn wife
get it right cris hernandez but i can’t get it
the only thing i can do is mothaf-ckin’ rep it
this flow, sadly you don’t show up at my shows
if you did one day, hopefully you in the front yo
missin’ you so much mama, yes mama
literally, miss you more than the term of obama

[chorus]
tell me now how to live without you
everyday feeling so lost without you
i would love to know what’s up, what’s about you
baby i’m so sorry for the pain i caused you (×2)

[verse 3]
so f-ck it, i’m alone, i’m always by myself
february 19th, the day, chiquita you went south
straight up dipped out
you said forget about you, go get my -ss job
since that phone call, babygirl i’ve seen it all
lost myself cause of you, lost myself cause yo scent
brings back memories, prior to my grandmas death
prior to the day you stepped, left me feeling senseless
left me feeling less than, i know it was my fault
you thought would forget to mention
sh-t, i think now you f-ckin’ pregnant
chillin’ with a man
who don’t know yo true intentions
i bet you think about me, even more now cause i’m spittin’
if you’d be around my sick talent, you’d wanna roll with me
maybe come to a show with me
maybe smoke a bowl again with me
yo presences is worth more than a bentley
i’m sorry for everything i did to you baby
and i’m forever thankful
for all the love you gave me
and i wish you luck now with yo baby
even tho that baby ain’t my baby
yeah that baby ain’t my baby
(laugh)

- cris the kid

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