Denard Dapoet

Denard Dapoet - Gettin Over It songtekst

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They tell u when u tryna get over the (one you love)
Get underneath someone (that you wanna fuc)
But if he don't love you girl (the way i did)
Then you only playing games (with your heart n head)
I blame myself for this predicamenttt
We broke up and I knew you wasn't feeling ittt (feelin itt)
Heart broken (heart broken)
Soul searching
Did everything to ease the pain but it won't working
All your friends telling you you need to (mooove onnn)
Kinda like the way that stella got her grooove onnn (her groove onn)
And it ain't no doubt that girl you got that bomb shit (bomb shit)
That love where niggaz get whiff and can't keep calm wit (keep calm wit)
And I can't be mad if you give it up cuz at the time I had given up
Even tho the thought had me tearing up
Thinkin damn did he tear it up put it down and wear it out
Did he have you (moaning and screaming and yelling out) (and yellin out)
And if he didn't was you thinking girrrl (thinkin girl)
How I use to rock ya world and make ya toes cuurll (make ya toes curl)
Or what about all the times that you came anddd
How i use to to make it (rain like this my rain dance)
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Now you telling me it ain't mean shit
Yall got drunk it just happened was just aite wasn't even shit
Tho I got mad can't get mad (cuz we are not togetherrr)
And that don't (make it any betterrr)
And I'm the one that walked awaaay (walkked away walked away)
So it ain't shit I can really say (really say really say)
But I'm happy if you happy girl (if you happy girlll)
Then be off on merry wayyy
I miss how we be kissin (kissing)
Then them pecks go to your neck
From me them spots can't be hidden (hidden)
I know what's getting you soaking wet
Then my tongue get ready for some licking (licking)
Now it like I go grab a belt
And hope u ready for that whippin (whippin)
Digging deeper than u ever felt
Struck gold touch ya soul priceless abundant wealth
Now I got to worry about u giving that treasure to some one else (to some
One else)
And no one else to blame guess its my
Faulttt (my fault)
Messed our happy home up put our shit all on the sidewalk..
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