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GoldLink interlude
by Rory
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Yeah, lil' buffy, you love me back then
Way back in the day, we loved it when you was my friend
We benefited, mama rented all us rooms we barely afford
Drivin' a Honda Accord, Kali was big pregnant
My shit was a ten out of four
Scary-ass hours, my jaw would lock up
Nineteen, a father, that fucked my stock up
Lil' Buffy, should've called you, "Lil' Cuffy"
Rosewoods, sendin' me the whips, still runnin'
Gas station basically the new lil' function
Go-go in the parking lot, VA had them country spots
Trappin' out the bag, bando, so official
I don't like to talk about that shit we used to did though
We here, right? Yeah, Lil' Buffy
Why the fuck you fuck him?
Confuse me, confuse you, I call you, "Lil' Buffy"
And I used to say, "I love you," and you told me
"Don't you say that shit if you don't really mean it"
And I really thought I meant it
Lil' Buffy, four summers, yeah
Met your mama, she said I'm no good
You disagreed and you said that I'm misunderstood
I wanna rap and you said, "Fuck it, be the biggest"
Then I said I'ma make it and you'll be my missus
My Lil' Buffy, my little Ethiopian, my lil' hub
My lil' brown baby tryna be a thug
Mrs. Buffy 'til I met Becky
Shit was up, then I met Gabby, I was never happy
Caught me then you slapped me
Now we beefin' in that parkin' lot
Yellin', pushin', now we shovin', man, that shit out of line, I'm sorry
Mrs. Lil' Buffy
Yeah, lil' buffy, you love me back then
Way back in the day, we loved it when you was my friend
We benefited, mama rented all us rooms we barely afford
Drivin' a Honda Accord, Kali was big pregnant
My shit was a ten out of four
Scary-ass hours, my jaw would lock up
Nineteen, a father, that fucked my stock up
Lil' Buffy, should've called you, "Lil' Cuffy"
Rosewoods, sendin' me the whips, still runnin'
Gas station basically the new lil' function
Go-go in the parking lot, VA had them country spots
Trappin' out the bag, bando, so official
I don't like to talk about that shit we used to did though
We here, right? Yeah, Lil' Buffy
Why the fuck you fuck him?
Confuse me, confuse you, I call you, "Lil' Buffy"
And I used to say, "I love you," and you told me
"Don't you say that shit if you don't really mean it"
And I really thought I meant it
Lil' Buffy, four summers, yeah
Met your mama, she said I'm no good
You disagreed and you said that I'm misunderstood
I wanna rap and you said, "Fuck it, be the biggest"
Then I said I'ma make it and you'll be my missus
My Lil' Buffy, my little Ethiopian, my lil' hub
My lil' brown baby tryna be a thug
Mrs. Buffy 'til I met Becky
Shit was up, then I met Gabby, I was never happy
Caught me then you slapped me
Now we beefin' in that parkin' lot
Yellin', pushin', now we shovin', man, that shit out of line, I'm sorry
Mrs. Lil' Buffy
