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Testo Guess I Was Wrong - Vory

Testo della canzone Guess I Was Wrong (Vory), tratta dall'album You Made Me This Way

Yeah, sheesh

That hell's shut, Lil' Day, didn't live too long, did it?

Ay

Guess I was wrong about you

You're no longer mine, is that true?

You love to discredit all the things that I do

Told me get my shit together, girl, I did

I realized, I

Really didn't love you, I fell in love with the ideal of you

Really didn't love me at that time, it was ideal for you

You, bitch

You wanted a purse, you could've said that

You wanted a Perc', you could've said that

You wanted the Earth, you could've said that, bitch

And you know

I still could have bought you everything that your last nigga couldn't afford, ay

Put you in a G-Wagon, turn a Maybach from a Honda Accord

Foreign cars with your ex-baby, tryna sneak off and tryna stick a record

I don't even leave you no options, I need the keys back to the wagon and the Benz

You know like I know, baby, I was never really jacking your friends

Turnt up on the side, I with it

Let me with the side eye, get it

Feelings to the side, I get it

Panties to the side, I feel it

You should learn to hide your feelings

Ay, ay, ay, like me and Ace

We like Drake, 40 on the late night with them great whites, me and Ace

We got plaques hanging off the walls, nigga don't need no DNA

I had a thing for records I broke, records I spun, I'm bringing the face

I had a thing for records I done, records I spun, and I chatted my face

I had a thing for records I broke, records I spun, I'm bringing the face

I had a thing for records I done, records I spun, and I chatted my face

And you know

I still could have bought you everything that your last nigga couldn't afford

Put you in a G-Wagon, turn a Maybach from a Honda Accord

Foreign cars with your lame ass, she ain't even gotta sneak and record

Yeah, they know about the boy

Yeah

You should ask your ex nigga about this new bitch if she wanna tell the truth

Ay, I really got nothing to lose, I really got nothing to prove

Yeah, you can't walk a mile in my shoes, I get it, I get it, okay

You niggas better find y'all something else safer to do and play

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Writer(s): Tavoris Hollins, Marcus Garcia
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