Joe Budden - Ordinary Love S**t 4 Lyrics
[Joe Budden]Tell me how long are we suppose to act like this?We won't never get on track like thisHow can I ever tell you how I feel if you react like this?You call me over here to talk not get attacked like thisIt's funnyGot your track shoes on but what you running fromS**t I know where you going and where you coming fromThat's immaturity showing, it's just the baby in youOne of the reasons why I never put a baby in youTired of hearing how you'll never trust me againHow you love me, then you hate me, then you love me againOne minute I'm your soul-mate then it's f**k me againUntil you get horny enough and wanna f**k me againBut check itI just wanna treat you good and do betterYou think I'm running around trying to be the hoods Hugh HeffnerSaying I'm all about hoes, when I'm all about youEven when I'm with my hoes, I tell them all about youSay that's just one reason I keep losing youI don't understand it, that s**t is confusing tooYou left me, I'm doing me, you doing youSo what the f**k is me doing me have to do with youHow dare you tell me it's tougher for you?Like I don't hear about them n****s you f*****g with tooI had never knew you thought like that (damn)Who knew you was into sports like thatMore prayers because they all playersYou out there having a ball, playerBall player after ball playerI mean you with the ball players more than ball playersHope they ain't f*****g you and making you they ball-playerCome to me, I just get a hard timeWhy they give one to you, is this what you wanna do?With me you get an attitude, you get all stuck upStart calling me a f**k up until I tell you shut the f**k upYeahBut the part I don't respect isYou so cool with every other one of your exesIt's history between us, all ain't right eitherBack and forth domestic, all they flights [?]Be wanting you close to meSupposedly, you say you over meThat just comes across as a joke to meBecause you ain't got the kind of love that expiresWorst case, you'll get tired, tell your friends I'm a liarTried therapy when we felt it going sourThat's 400 dollars every hourFor him to come and mediate, referee, be our interpreterTell me I need to lower my voice, don't curse at herSays she's only frustrated because I keep hurtin' herTell me despite all that, he can tell that I worship herSoon as you let your guard down, I get it up againFixing it is too much work, so I give up againBut I wanna spend the rest of my life with youMake a wife with you, make it alright with youBut how are you ever suppose to think that I'm right for youWhen all I ever do is treat you like a recyclableDisgraceful and you want me to chase youBut it's easier for me to replace youBecause I see it likeIf you can't deal with what we go throughI got b*****s lined up, I got an ego tooAnd to them I'm everythingFunny, I'm great and I'm charmingBut to you I'm alarming, all I do is bring harm inTo you, I'm the cause of all your miseryOf course I disagree, you going off our historyAll that arguing just ain't my styleBecause that anger now got us like strangers nowYou tell me I should get help and I'm sick in the headYou found make up on the sheets, I had a b***h in our bedBut wait, I ain't love her though, I ain't f**k her thoughI could dead that b***h right now man, f**k that hoYou just think I'll get another and another hoWay you talk to me it's like I got a whole club of hoesBut I could switch gears, make them all disappearYou going through my phone like I got a b***h in thereWe discussing chicks after they throughThey don't matter to me, but for some reason they matter to youWe keep having the same threesomeBut not kind of come as a blessing – nahYou keep bringing up my last girlLike she ain't my past girl like you ain't the reason she presentCheck itYou ain't gotta worry about me and herIf I wanted to be with her I would be with herYeah we hung togetherStrip clubs had fun togetherBut that's done, don't sweat herYou the only one I wanna do a bid withLive with, share my last name, have kids withCan't be understated anytime we ever datedYou compare me in your head to some n***a you createdI'm a long way from perfect, I got s**t with meStill I want you to love me unconditionally9 years in, I don't deserve what you giving meLike you get a victory by acting like a d**k to meWant me to see how it feels, I get the trickeryLesson learned though, you my missing pieceGive another chance to your exYou don't pick up the phone, you don't answer my textsB***hWe ain't give it all that we gotStill ain't empty the clip, lets give it one more shotOrWe can go ahead on our ownI need you I can't do this alone(But you keep running away)
