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K-Rod

Francisco José Rodríguez, Sr. (born January 7, 1982), nicknamed "Frankie" and "K-Rod", is a Venezuelan former professional baseball pitcher. He played in Major League Baseball (MLB) for the Anaheim Angels / Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim, New York Mets, Baltimore Orioles, Milwaukee Brewers and Detroit Tigers. Rodriguez pitched for the Angels from 2002 to 2008, and the Mets from 2009 to midway through the 2011 season. He served as the closer for both teams. Rodriguez then pitched for the Brewers until July 2013, mostly in a setup role, and for the Orioles for the rest of 2013 before returning to the Brewers for 2014 and 2015, this time as the team's closer. He was then traded to the Detroit Tigers in 2016, and became the Tigers' closer. In his rookie season, Ro… more »

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Betta watch yo mouth don't talk back 
Man nobody ever thought that
Saw my eyes then walked pass
Bet you thought you was all that 
Now you begging me to crawl back 
Hell nah man f*ck that 
Give me all of my stuff back 
Hit decline don't call back 
Man f*ck that 
I don't want you now or later 
Remember all the nights we fought and stayed up
Lookin for type a love that ain't us
Thinkin when the hell we finna break up 
Homie show me where the drugs at
Got me dressed in all black 
Why the f*ck I gotta love fast 
Already been there done that 
Aw man 

My whole world turn gray
Just gotta take it day by day 
Can you hear the pain in the words that I say 
I'm not finna play the games that you play 
I'm too young to be stressing 
Yes I moved on ain't no question 
Imma keep you as a lesson 
For the next time I'm witcho bestie 
Ain't got no time for guessing 
Why choose now to start confessin 
Damn girl I knew what I wanted but you was whilin and messy
Worried bout who you impressin
Girl who the f*ck you think you testin
You son of a
I'm straight just give me a second 

I'm still going yeah I'm good 
Ain't no hiding under my hood 
Just been rollin up that wood 
Aye girl I don't need ya input
Imma changed man new me new looks 
Back to the sea got me new hooks
Finna go wild have all y'all shook 
Imma take back all that you took

Make it real fast I got somewhere to be 
I'm out of patience my time isn't free 
All of that time wasted fighting with me 
Shoulda just sit back and shut up and think 
Pride is a bitch and it come with a fee 
All it know how to do is disagree 
Keep with the hurting f*ck apologies 
Put my heart in yo hands then it tell you to squeeze 
Don't give a f*ck if you screamin out please 
It not gon stop till you down on yo knees 
Gimme da keys, not falling for da 
(Uhhh)
Not fallin for the mind games no more
Imma have to fight the pain solo
I don't even write the same no more
Feel like imma die today no joke 
I don't wanna cry today no no
F*ck it issa price to pay low blow
Say you can't take the blame so don't 
Wanna leave, say the date then go 
You was never grateful ya damn hoe 
Why you so hateful ya damn hoe 
Rather get a facial , then be faithful 
That shit was painful ya damn hoe 

I'd break my back for you
Anything a fuckin dad would do 
Always putting myself after you 
You ain't messin wit no average dude 
But I get no gratitude 
Everyday you givin attitude 
Why the f*ck I'm always mad atchu
All I see now is the bad in you 
Getting fucked up off the Malibu 
Livin greedy that's what cash'll do
Materialistic got a plastic boo 
Get the f*ck up time to pack ya shoes 
Man I'm bout to act a fool 
Got me thinkin so irrational 
Is this really what I had to do
Cause I keep comin back to you 
F*ck

Why'd I keep comin back to you 
Why'd I keep comin back to you 
Why'd I keep comin back to you
Why'd I keep comin back to you
Why'd I keep

Betta watch yo mouth don't talk back 
Man nobody ever thought that
Saw my eyes then walked pass
Bet you thought you was all that 
Now you begging me to crawl back 
Hell nah man f*ck that 
Give me all of my stuff back 
Hit decline don't call back 
Man f*ck that 
I don't want you now or later 
Remember all the nights we fought and stayed up
Lookin for type a love that ain't us
Thinkin when the hell we finna break up 
Homie show me where the drugs at
Got me dressed in all black 
Why the f*ck I gotta love fast 
Already been there done that 
Aw man 
Aw man

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