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letra de monday - devin dabney

[intro]
today, we’re gonna be talkin’ about a subject that affects a lot of guys when they’re in a relationship
and that’s trust

[interlude]
hand over that girl, hey
she don’t belong to
hey man, who’s this?
[?] mine

[verse 1]
her -ss was stout – like my beer is
any women in it contending wouldn’t get near this
she on another level, and her peers gets
jealous – weapon of m-ss seduction, the b-tches fear this
she make you wanna bite in, faces gritting
give it to the tight end, jason witten
even when she right there, i’m feeling like she’s creeping
inspired me to write this while she steady sleeping

[interlude]
hey
[?] love you
[?] love you

[verse]
a-a-a-argumentative trends… make amends
she repeatedly tell me they just friends
it always begins with beginnings
and ends with an ending of losing battles of winning
and we all know where nice guys finish
somewhere between a cold, dark demise, gone, diminished
and a feeling of failure to bathe in, unsafe haven
so used to cold shoulders my whole life, co-dependent
on the ice storm… could’ve sworn i was born finnish
we always keep the lights on – can’t get lost in it
i swear her love for me is gone – she won’t admit it
but i’m feeling like a p-wn in this lost cause for women, but

[interlude]
i love her, i love her
yes, i do
she threw all that out
saw some credit cards and some pictures with some other n-gg-s
i was like, “who are these n-gg-s?”
keep your hands off of that girl
i said, “who is this n-gg- in this picture?”
she don’t belong to you
i ain’t tryin’ to deal with no other n-gg-s
[?] a mistake

[verse 3]
a young eccedentesiast with gold teeth
i be feeling like theseus, with cold feet
but if i’m not slaying minotaur, what the f-ck
i’m in it for? i’m f-cking with miss independent, so
i guess i should’ve paused on the ‘independent’ clause
should’ve known the b-tch could bite – the cat had claws
feeling like les miserables, i’m so appalled
all the gall, i would never take broads from y’all
just to keep myself on par with these n-gg-s in the clutch
cause i be raising the bar – jumping n-gg-s, double dutch
so if you see my star shining heavy in them cuts
you admire from afar, but you better not touch
you b-tches nowadays ain’t doing much
yeah, i was feeling you, but now i’m losing touch
b-tch

[interlude]
i forgive ’em
keep your hands off of that girl
she don’t belong to you

[outro]
who is this n-gg-?

- devin dabney

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