Thugs Broken Heart Lyrics

Welcome to the diary of a thugs broken heart

She my lover

She my only lover

She, she my lover

Yeah she, she's my lover

Ugh she, she my lover

Yeah she my only lover

Yeah she, she my lover

Yeah she, She, SHE

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She my lover

She's my only lover

And she, she is my garden

I want to grow beside her

Right now I can't live with her

But I can't live without her

At night I think about her

Yeah I

I dream about her

And she so tatted up

She's so tatted up

Don't you use that excuse

To then try to hit her up

And then try to talk her up

I might have to fûçk you up

Don't try to press your luck

I don't give a million fûçkš

And no I can't deny her

That she, she take me higher

And I, I do admire

Her eyes and her attire

I'll make this platinum record

Then make her ašš retire

She cradle my papaya

And yea she she take me higher

And yeah she, she is my savior

And I am her Messiah

And I, I am so biased to her

She is my queen

I'd sell my soul for money

To buy her anything

I'd buy her anything

Even a wedding ring

She is the tempo playing

I am the tambourine

She is my orange juice

I am the tangerine

She's the Atlantic Ocean

I'm floating in her sea

If I'm an alcoholic

Then she's my Hennessy

She is for me what Nashville

Is for Tennessee

It don't take much to see

That she's one of a kind

She mean to me what Kaepernick means to 49

I think that she's a dime

Believe that she's all mine

If she's the love potion

I'm the number nine

She love to give me brain

To get inside my mind

To her, I'm Johnny Cash

I always walk the line

She don't want me to spend money

But rather I spend time

She means to me what Union means to Soviet

She means to me what Romeo means to Juliet

If I am Clark Kent then she's the Louis Lane

If I am Peter Parker she's my Mary Jane

N' no I can't deny

That she's always on my mind

And when I was a grape

She turned me into wine

Can't get her off my brain

When-ever we're apart

So here's the diary of a thugs broken heart

She my lover

She my only lover

Ugh she, she my lover

Yea she, she my lover

Yeah she my only lover

Yeah she, she's my lover

Yeah she, she's my lover

Yeah she, She, SHEÊĘ

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(Gûįtâr' §pęâk)

She can try pretending…

She's not reminiscing about us…

The truth is…

The past, present and future…

All exist together simultaneously…