D.Webb - Grapevine Lyrics

I don't got time for the games
Got me running round crying to these lames
I don't play shit
U miss me?
You better say that shit
You better hope I hold you down cause I'll spray that chick
With the quickness
Gods my witness
How you leave her on read when you be hitting this?
That don't make sense
But you always make time
You swear you so real
But you always stay lying
Tell truth nigga!
Hold up!
Before I roll up
Stop coming at me crazy
You get no love
See I gotta girl so you hurt and wanna break that too
Now you lying that we dated tryna make that true
How I feel about it
I'll keep it real bout it
You ain't nothing worth my time won't make a deal bout it
Know you had you chance
And you said you was fine
You see me going up
Now you tryna be mine
Tell the truth hoe!
Tell the truth, hoe
Don't get it twisted I know the difference between a woman and a hoe
And a bitch
Stop playing games with my name cause you see what's going on
Come on bra
What I done told yo ass bra?
All these hoes gon be on ya ass now
Feel me
They starting to see you do this shit every Monday bra
Of course they gon be at your neck bra
What the f*ck you expect bra?
Cut all that bullshit bra
Tighten the f*ck up get this shit together
You gotta stop playing