Tech N9ne - Heartbreaker lyrics

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Tech N9ne - Heartbreaker lyrics

(Skatterman) I know I told you I was on my way, baby I'm tryin I didn't intend to hurt ya, lil mama quit cryin Made promise after promise bout us spending more time But now it's painfully obvious that I was just lyin And you be made at me, tellin your friends that you ain't f**in wit me Truth hurts, and the truth is, you can't do nothin wit me You make plans, and make dates, but I always break em Your family's havin barbque's, and I can't ever make em You buy me gifts every month, but I don't ever take em Friends try to trail me through the club, but I always shake em You say you hate my ghetto ways, cuz I'm from the streets I got you cookin up a meal, that I don't come to eat Now I'm talkin bout comin to rip your thong off 10 minutes later, you call me, I turn my phone off My life's messy, plus you think I stick my dick in anything s**y That's why my last b**h left me, I'm a... (Chorus x2) Krizz Kaliko {Skatterman} (Heartbreaker {heartbreaker} Bread maker {bread maker} I'm a hustler from the street {I'm a hustler from the street baby} Go Getta {go getta} Gorilla {gorilla} Go figga, that's the way that I'ma be (Snug Brim) Love you a superstar, You want the glamour life You heard that time wit a rapper is something like Vegas lights I could show you the world, take long expensive flights Or give you diamonds and pearls, mami that's what ya like Don't get attatched to me lady, baby I stick and move Little romance when I'm stoned, but you can keep your dude You know how playas do, b*tch save your attitude Be satisfied wit twice a month, unless I'm mad at you Patiently waitin on me, hopin that I'll hit the scene You got my usual ready, a fifth of ??? ??? tryin to win me over But that will never happen, baby I'm a soldier Money stay on my mind, that's word out on the streets So don't be callin my phone, listen, ya stressin me I might pull up in a minute, I got ya recipe Make sure you heart is on your shoulder, tryin to get next to me (Chorus x2) (Tech N9ne) DAMN, why do you gotta be actin like you don't know I'm a playa cuz baby I AM I keep an abundance of b**hes, I see em, s** em than I SLAM, pardon me MA'AM I know you prolly want me to yourself, I'm an incredible MAN Just cuz you GLAM, don't mean that you FAM I'm poppin off, I get em they SCRAM Holla back at me when you get your head right Bein wit ya is a dead sight Naggin and b**hin you missin dickin, cuz I'm f**in hella b**hes err night Excusin me french, ?Miscuisy? bein wit Tecca Nina is a doosey Cuz I'm a heartbreaker, baby heart taker, and you know I'm off in the jacuzzi Got my dick in the mashed potatoes tonight The bigger the play, the greater the fight Missin the other b**hes has got you stuck, and you plannin on goin to jack off later tonight Go girl and play with your dil*o, sittin by yourself baby real low Cuz I'm kickin it, you can even eat from a great mistake ??? I was born this way, b*tch I'M SPECIAL Maybe a character trait of the devil I am the rock of Gilbrater, you bein soft, that makes you a pebble So you can kick it and be wit me, get up a flee wit me, baby just be wit a boss Just know that I ain't gonna be wit just one I'm a son of a gun, if your trippin, your done, you lost (Chorus)

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