Partyboiparis - cut up my heart

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[Intro] (2003) Ow, ow, ow [Verse] I was alone with you, I ain't have no friends Damn, lil' baby, do you hate me for real? Do I not make you feel safer, girl? Cut my heart and put me on the floor Every time, I come back for more Sacrifices that I can't afford Can we go back to the way I thought it was? It was on Christmas Eve when she hit my phone Do you miss me or do just hate how I'm gone? I got a blick, .45 [?] Lil' nigga, watch how you talk 'cause I'll get that boy gone I used to think about killin' myself I'm so tired of all this pain I feel Tried to hide it with coppin' designer belts The Oxy' thirty milligrams I think about what we could've been (I'm sorry, Xav) [Refrain] Damn, lil' baby, do you hate me for real? Do I not make you feel safer, girl? Cut my heart and put me on the floor Every time, I come back for more Sacrifices that I can't afford It was on Christmas Eve when she hit my phone [Outro] I don't really feel like talking Xav, are you breaking up with me? (Ow, ow, ow) I can't trust you anymore, Andra
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