(Ft. Rayla)
So I know this girl
I caught her pretty pictures on your phone
Is she the blonde with the curls?
I knew I couldn't trust you all along
You said it was nothing like it was
Meanwhile you at her place making up
How do you say I'm the one who's wrong
When you're a thief?
'Cause you stole my heart but
I'm better than that other girl
Oh, I feel sorry for that other girl
She's left to deal with all them other girls
Damn, I'm so glad I'm not your girl, I'm not your girl
Let's say you got what you want
It's amazing how you always get your way
You still play little games with my brain
What makes you think that it's okay?
Like when you said it was nothing what it was
Her name is rolling off your lying tongue
How dare you say that I'm the one who's wrong
When you're a thief?
'Cause you stole my heart but
I'm better than that other girl
Oh, I feel sorry for that other girl
She's left to deal with all them other girls
Damn, I'm so glad I'm not your girl, I'm not your girl
That other girl
Oh, I feel sorry for that other girl
She's left to deal with all them other girls
Damn, I'm so glad I'm not your girl, I'm not your girl
I'm not your girl, I'm not your girl
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