Fairytale

Rod Da God

Da god

I hope that this ain't no fairytale

I wanna lick on your mufuckin' skin

'Cause that shit be tasting like caramel

Life without you been feeling kinda strange

Well, I see that you doin' very well, ha

You lookin' very well

I miss the way your perfume smell

I miss the way that you blowed up my line

Just to make sure that I'm feeling well

I miss the way that you look in my eyes

And I swear Im getting back witchu, girl

Keep on talkin' 'bout my chick on the side

She ain't fuckin' witchu, girl

Tell yo' friends that they can be quiet

Me and you against the world

Me and you against the world

I don't give a fuck about no side chick

R. Kelly ain't trapped in the closet

Girl, you got me high like a pilot

I make nothing but deposits

**** played and he in trouble

I need my money on the double

Gon' pop that pussy like a bubble

She diggin' me just like a shovel

I know you remember them nights

When we used to fall asleep all on the fuckin' phone

I know you remember them times

When I hit it right soon as we got fuckin' home

And I know that shit wasn't right

Talking to hoes and doing you fucking wrong

Damn, and I'm on my fuckin' own

Damn, shit, I'm on my fuckin' own

Huh, I'm on my fuckin' own you know

It's the God, nah forreal, time to wake the city up

Look, she keep on calling me psycho

Her mama was there, I couldn't hit through the front

So I had to sneak through the side door

I really hate that I broke yo' lil heart

Didn't really think that you would cry, though

We break up then make up, then break up again

Shit, it was a good try though

But, shit, now it's goodbye, ho

It ain't no muhfuckin' secret

Breaking my heart into pieces

I know the game, I should teach it

'Cause these **** hate for no mofuckin' reason

Yeah, believe it, whenever you go, I hate to see you leavin'

Got me regretting and grieving

I like to take my time and when I'm doing my thing

Don't really care if my phone keep on ringing

Damn

I hope that this ain't no fairytale

I wanna lick on your mufuckin' skin

'Cause that shit be tasting like caramel

Life without you been feeling kinda strange

Well, I see that you doin' very well, ha

You lookin' very well

I miss the way your perfume smell

I miss the way that you blowed up my line

Just to make sure that I'm feeling well

I miss the way that you look in my eyes

And I swear Im getting back witchu, girl

Keep on talkin' 'bout my chick on the side

She ain't fuckin' witchu, girl

Tell yo' friends that they can be quiet

Me and you against the world

Me and you against the world