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Honey child... bitch please

Honey child… you wild, but you lyin on my name Talkin big like you ain’t call me every night tryna claim Who you foolin? Sayin you just used me for that D (Bitch please.) You was beggin for the remix every time you saw me leave “One more round…” Yeah, I remember. You said you rode me like revenge? Cute story (Cute as hell.) But you shaking on top made me whisper a glory Halle-freakin-lujah. You say I folded? Girl, you folded first (Pancake vibes.) Clutchin that pillow like you tryna rehearse Practice makes pathetic. Honey child… please (Pleaseee.) You left scratches like a kitten tryna break free Lil baby claws. You talk tough but you melt like wax (Drip drop.) Had your legs so jelly I could spread you on snacks Delicious. You claim you took me, tossed me, blocked me, whatever (Okay.) But you unblocked real fast when you needed that pressure Ding ding—new message. You “used me”? Girl, that’s fantasy (Bitch please.) You came back thirsty like I’m bottled ecstasy Hydrate. You said you used me for that D (That. D.) But you rode it like it paid your utilities Lights on, rent paid. You said you don’t chase, but baby you ran (Ran) Screamin my name like I’m headline man Encore encore. Bitch please You don’t fool me with that queen routine Fake crown, baby. You needed this heat and you know the degree I ain’t your toy — you the one hooked on me Hook, line, thirst. You said I brag to my homies? Wrong (Wrong.) They HEARD you in the back singin freakin church songs “Oh God—oh—oh God.” Talkin stamina wilted? Baby stop (Stop it.) You came in flames then you died mid-pop Firecracker flop. You talk thirty minutes? Girl, I did that warmup (Warmup.) Then you tapped out askin why I ain’t slow up “Wait—just—gimme—sec—” You told me I wasn’t the thrill? (Bitch please.) You came three times before I even got still Trilogy complete. Honey child… breathe (BREATHE.) You sound brave online but you soft in the sheets Cotton-soft. You swear you ruined me, played me, freed me But you still got my number saved under “Feed Me” And I EAT. Let’s drop the pretty (Drop it.) You ain’t blockin me, girl, you pity Bless your heart. Actin like a menace but you cry when I go Sayin “don’t tell nobody” like a midnight show Embarrassed much? You a storm? Nah, you a drizzle with noise (Noise.) I’m the one that had you losin your voice Hoarse horse. So talk your revenge, your throne, your crown (Do it. Do it.) But you left that bed walkin slowed down Wobbly exit. Honey child… please (Pleaseee.) You ain’t outplay me, you ain’t out-tease Try harder. You “used me”? Girl, let’s be realistic (Real weird.) You addicted, conflicted, and low-key ballistic Craving. So say what you want for the whole world to see But between us two? Bitch please You was beggin for that D Daily subscription.
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