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pos - caskey lyrics

[intro]
ha, sh-t, ha
she say i’m a p.o.s
b-tch, it’s probably true

[verse 1]
d-mn, am i atrocious or aggressive
don’t like my approaches
we don’t ever split up
someone call moses, this is ridiculous
i say, “f-ck you!”
she approach with the fist up
we in rush hour
eyes black like chris tuck
only way i fix this here, get my d-ck suck
oh ya i’m a sick f-ck
sick of probation officers holdin’ p-ss cups
picture me in pittsburgh
with jerome bettis
getting lettuce while i sip syrup
and i got a fetish for alexis in a thin skirt
sh-t i’m a dog but a pimp first
pinnacle of dollar bill inserts
significant worth, i’m a jerk though
treat her like she only want a dollar bill from me
and a fur coat
but she want love
i’m dessert cold
see her every nine to five
but we don’t work so

she say i’m a p.o.s
p.o.s., p.o.s., p.o.s
f-ck you, she say that i’m a…
sh-t, you sayin’ im a p.o.s
f-ck you

[verse 2]
we exchange perceptions
she don’t say nothing positive
say i don’t know women and they prerogative
say that technically we are opposite
she a nice girl
i’m a wolf inside a metropolis
obvious i got my insecurities and impurities
and ambition for currency
but currently she was working on herself
said she had her bags packed
be moved out by the twelve
well f-ck it, you took your heart up off the shelf
i slain mine
they say that love is a casualty
no it’s petty crime
and they ain’t got no justices
they just got grapevines
and the rumors they travel far
you gonna hate mine
i tell ’em you f-cked every motherf-cker in my whole clique
and my old b-tch
and the man that you met at fubar in the two car in ’06
like oh sh-t
you say i’m a piece of sh-t
well it’s probably true b-tch
i’m just making peace with it, and

[chorus]

[verse 3]
she tell me that i’m the bad guy
hit her with low blows
she set appointments
i give her no show
see us together but i am solo
with red cups and she fed up with seeing
these photos with bimbos that’s online
“f-ck’s yo problem”
kicked me out of that room
late night when she found them condoms in my pocket
tried to say they wasn’t mine
i’m a d-mn lie
and i’m suckin’ her dry
who is the vampire
at first she’s bitin’ on me
there is left hooks
she went tyson on me
told me that i ain’t sh-t
started throwin’ vices on me
and that’s when i get name callin’
and i bring up fights with her father
and the temperature inside the room
just get hotter
and i ain’t takin’ sh-t from a stupid b-tch yo’
and that’s a promise
and she tell me, “be honest, like did you love me?”
and i say, “h-ll nah b-tch, it was a f-ck thing.”
and that’s why i’m a p.o.s

[outro]
piece of sh-t
i get that one a lot
you know, like i just don’t got the patience to be dealing with this sh-t
and, and this is who you are dealing with b-tch
a stone cold individual
i’ve been called heartless, -ssh0l-
but they say that i’m a p.o.s

- caskey lyrics

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