Gaz illionaire - A Thing Called Trust & This Thing Called Lust

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I was Mr. Squeaky clean never was I obscene, Oh I found me a woman that I could keep, Then I began to feel weak I started to lose sleep, All these other girls made me offers that put me off track, Why do women do this last month I weren’t top of there list, They always want what is taken, Oh girl you must be mistaken its hearts that are breaking, I don’t want this at all. Oh hunny I’m not single, I don’t wanna mingle, I don’t wanna have intimacies, Too many conspiracies can mess up my relationship. 'Use me bad boy treat me like a slut, Use me bad boy if you have the guts, Shake me break me in two, I don’t want anybody I want you, I can go all night if you wanted, On the bed or on your car bonnet, Use me pretend I’m your lass if you must, It’s a dangerous game this thing called lust.' Make the wrong move here and I bet I’m dead, Space may well be the final frontier, But I say it’s what’s inside a woman’s head, Oh I don’t wanna step on the cracks I don’t wanna be misled. Oh I had to think quickly, Before she made fish food of me, I had to turn back and say no, Say sorry babe I’ve gotta go, This thing aint my show, Oh temptation is a mother, Hookers and the other, Lookers’ aint got a clue how to treat a woman right. Gaz illionaire poemhunter.com/poem/a-thing-called-trust-this-thing-called-lust/