pr_shortie
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He walks through the door and your heart skips a beat.
In a crowd of 100's he's all you see.
Within a matter of seconds in your mind you see it all unfold.
He steps up, you talk, and by the end of it all your hooking up.
It plays out just that way, he's now your man.
Walking down the street, everyone see's you hand in hand.
You got that fairy tale romance or at least that's what you think.
Cause see this whole time the puppet master's been playing all along with your strings.
He comes home late at night, you wonder where he's been.
He tells you "out with my boys, damn baby stop stressin."
He looks deep in your eyes and his words just seem to flow.
"I love you, what would I do without you, come on baby turn dem lights down low."
You smell that perfume, you notice those distant looks, but there's an excuse (my bad) a reason for everything.
Don't front girl you know damn well your hooked.
Damn girl you feel that. You aint even moving by yourself anymore.
Your his puppet and what your feeling that aint love that's your master playing even as he walks out the door.
Everyone knows he got another girl and deep down you know it too.
But your trying to make it work, cause you feel thats the only man for you.
But that's how he's game is played. Move how he wants you to move, Say what he wants you to say. Babie girl open your eyes, Love aint supposed to be this way.
You deserve better then that. Just remember your heart is as precious as gold. Cut the strings let him go and when love comes around again, have your eyes opened, so you'll know the next man will be WORTHY of having YOUR heart to hold.
In a crowd of 100's he's all you see.
Within a matter of seconds in your mind you see it all unfold.
He steps up, you talk, and by the end of it all your hooking up.
It plays out just that way, he's now your man.
Walking down the street, everyone see's you hand in hand.
You got that fairy tale romance or at least that's what you think.
Cause see this whole time the puppet master's been playing all along with your strings.
He comes home late at night, you wonder where he's been.
He tells you "out with my boys, damn baby stop stressin."
He looks deep in your eyes and his words just seem to flow.
"I love you, what would I do without you, come on baby turn dem lights down low."
You smell that perfume, you notice those distant looks, but there's an excuse (my bad) a reason for everything.
Don't front girl you know damn well your hooked.
Damn girl you feel that. You aint even moving by yourself anymore.
Your his puppet and what your feeling that aint love that's your master playing even as he walks out the door.
Everyone knows he got another girl and deep down you know it too.
But your trying to make it work, cause you feel thats the only man for you.
But that's how he's game is played. Move how he wants you to move, Say what he wants you to say. Babie girl open your eyes, Love aint supposed to be this way.
You deserve better then that. Just remember your heart is as precious as gold. Cut the strings let him go and when love comes around again, have your eyes opened, so you'll know the next man will be WORTHY of having YOUR heart to hold.
