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    Letoya

    Regret

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    Додана 25 серпня 2009 користувачем N1

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    You must regret the day that you left me
    Uhn uhn, he don't deserve you (serve you)
    He gone regret the day he hurt you (hurt you
    Letoya!
    I made you cool
    You wasn't that dude
    Until I started fucking with you
    Gave you swag (Swag)
    And a duffle bag
    You left the best you had
    Now you gonna act like that
    I got you right
    I changed your life
    Suicide doors, I cosigned
    Gucci rags (Rags)
    Louis travel bags
    You left the best you had
    Baby don't look so mad
    You must regret the day that you left me
    You must regret the day that you left me
    Still tryna get back, get back
    Still tryna get back, back with me oh
    Still tryna get back, get back
    Still tryna get back, back with me oh
    VIP was all on me
    Now your at the bar with 1 or 2 drinks
    Popping game (Game)
    You look so lame
    Without me your pimping ain't the same
    First class flights
    Dipped in ice
    I had your neck and wrist oh so bright
    Popping tags (Tags)
    Is a thing of the past
    You lost everything you had
    Chasing them scallywags
    You must regret the day that you left me
    You must regret the day that you left me
    Still tryna get back, get back
    Still tryna get back, back with me
    Still tryna get back, get back
    Still tryna get back, back with me
    [Ludacris:]
    Listen
    Hey sexy, tell him that it's over
    Tell him you my baby
    And my coupe is your stroller
    Tell him his Louis Vuitton scarf is your bib
    Or that you call me daddy, and my house is your crib
    And if he cries, I know how to control that
    Give him some bottles of this conjour cognac just to shut him up
    She said you wasn't half the man I am
    So I guess he had to double up
    He's still trying to get back like the soldiers
    Dreaming and it's time to wake him up like Folgers (Wake up)
    I just hold her, you use to put a loader
    Shoot up on the brain, but you lame now it's over
    I keep her by my side like a holster
    I plan to make a full house
    And I ain't talking 'bout poker
    But I might poke her, and stroke her
    Cause I'm about to treat her like a real man suppose to
    Luda!
    You must regret the day that you left me
    You must regret the day that you left me
    Still tryna get back, get back
    Still tryna get back, back with me
    Still tryna get back, get back
    Still tryna get back, back with me oh
    You must regret the day that you left me
    You must regret the day that you left me
    Still tryna get back, get back
    Still tryna get back, back with me
    Still tryna get back, get back
    Still tryna get back, back with me oh
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