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With the females I get confused
I'm trying to win but always seem to lose
It seems there rights and wrongs inter fuse
I'm always honest and always true
Yet they get me stressed and make my face turn blue
Stuck in a world of love and lust what do you do ?
Her thoughts seem to contradict
She's too easy to predict
But damn she looks the sh*t
She seems to be losing grip
In her pants I want my hands to slip
But I can't get over the fact she's a dimwit
We're finished, my fire extinguished
My feelings diminished
It's hard to distinguish lovе from lust
Tricked in the past
For only now do I feel it in the hеart and guts
Before hand I had girls gripping me by the nuts
Exposed to other relationships
I feel this one is the only one I can trust
And when it ends I'll be stuck
Thinking fu*k only luck will help me be freed
She's always about sh*t she needs
Upon my strength she feeds
Whilst she helps me to succeed
The first to heal me when I bleed
My rhymes she'll read, we do the deed
She leads me to the water
Then tries to have me drowned, suffocating sounds
I pull her pants down
From an outsiders perspective I take a look around
Confused thoughts a maze where the end is unfound
She has me bound and gagged, throws me away like a rag
We went a little too fast
Like we was in a drag race I took one taste
Ya should a seen the pleasure on my face
She loaded my disk and then had it erased
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I watch her dance
That sexy ass puts me in a hypnotical trance
Feels like antz in my pants, I alter my stance
Ever felt like she should give ya just one chance
When all you wanna do is advance from holding hands
And get her naked, see her oh so sacred
See her body.. just wanna take it
So you make it to that stage
Ya just about to get ya knob glazed, she looks dazed
Then speaks, ya left amazed, then asleep she lays
You ain't getting laid
Not tonight son, you've been done
There'll be no squirts from your gun
Oh well to me the chase is fun anyways
Everyday in someway
My brain will decay due to the female species
Ya see we be on two different shipments, men and ladies
We drive each other crazy
But life without that special she
Is like lamb roast without gravy
I get lazy, her hair wavy
She asks me to come over I say maybe
Now lately are you just a little tired
Of not being able to see your mates
To be pussy whipped ain't that great
It's more than a mistake ya have debates
Now do ya dig in her guts or in ya crates
Never been to the Victorian state
Well we have fine wine and women at a large rate
But as with everywhere many are fake
While ya fish at the lake
The dudes with money hooked as bait
Don't seem to have to wait
Immediate capture while when single ya heart
Gets flattened like dirt from a tractor
And in conversation every factor counts