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letra de a player's confession - king karlemagne

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congregation say “church”? allow me to vent
this time i’ll keep it more than a thousand percent
about my past relationships and just how it went
been on the prowl ever since, with no power to bend
first off i have to confess i don’t mind being single
every other night a new dime’s on the menu
i know i probably shouldn’t but this is what men do
except i risk an std each time i continue
as far as herpes i get what the fuss is about
i get paranoid from kissing with cuts in my mouth
at times i wonder were i married would the the grass be greener
still searching for ms. wright, tell me, have you seen her?
searching for ms. wright but even if i met her now
i’d let her down just from how i get around
scream nomad forever but i really want to settle down
til then i’ll keep searching for a love i never found
would say i feel better now, but truthfully i am bothered
get the side eye from mom when her friends become grandmothers
a pain i can’t cover, or joy i can’t offer
she wants a granddaughter and has a lot of plans for her
when i dig deeper i guess it might be
that i don’t want my kid born out of wedlock like me
sonita always says i should build a woman
if god did it for adam, tell me, is it really stupid?
but as of late been fantasizing about meeting the one
grew tired of all the hoes i would beat and then run
needed my freedom to cum, dump them and leave when i’m done
they wanted to take it serious, i’d just see them as fun
went from me freezing in slums, to shopping sprees in the sun
i used to be the one that they were eager to shun
i done seen every kind of panty and i still feel alone
can’t meet one who’d settle down but their willing to bone
but maybe you’re the opposite of those from my past
the ones who used to have me playing chauffeur to smash
back then i was a bum ain’t have a sofa crash
she left me broken in half, i learned the ropes then i dashed
maybe you will have my heart, maybe i will let my guards down
maybe our bond will be special if we build it on hard ground
maybe you will be my peace, maybe you will my lady
or maybe not, maybe i’ll throw it like brady
will my soulmate come to me in the form of a friend?
or was it someone from my past with whom i won’t make amends?
all that i know for sure is that she’ll have to be black
with braids all in her hair and an ass that fat
she will either be a queen or goddess probably
but will she be educated or a project barbie?
don’t want a candice owens, rather angela davis
or a music mogul who’ll help me land on a playlist
maybe it’s someone i met in a previous life
will she have a sense of humor or be the serious type?
will she be spiritual, burn sage and be vegan
but when it comes to s-x we’ll be behaving like heathens
i may have pushed away all of those who were worthy
maybe thinking of it now because i rose to be thirty
if she cooks like a chef while looking her best
there’s not a doubt in my mind she’ll have me hooked i confess
but until then i’ll play sugar daddy
to the ones trying to get what they could up out me
i want family, some kids then i could be happy
instead i try to get back at those that could’ve had me
last girl i took to dinner was ten years my junior
we had plans for the night, it ended much sooner
i didn’t want to be like the men who are groomers
and she only texts to asked if i could lend something to her
now, i usually keep more than a few in the sheets
seems that’s a pattern i’m doomed to repeat
but i too need love that’s the human in me
though each time i sink in it they don’t view it as deep
could be my wife’s not cameroonian at least
or maybe she’s seen those who swoon at my feet
and decided that there isn’t any room here for she
that’s the only thing i can assume it to be
(king)
a player’s confession…

- king karlemagne

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