Armoni, Tasha, Jerome, and Emanuel. ☝🏽️
Jerome POV:
Don't hurt yourself
Don't hurt yourself
Who the fuck do you think I is?
You ain't married to no average bitch boy
You can watch my fat ass twist boy
As I bounce to the next dick boy
And keep your money, I got my own
Get a bigger smile on my face, being alone
Bad motherfucker, God complex
Motivate your ass call me Malcom X
Yo operator, or innovator
Fuck you hater, you can't recreate her no
You'll never recreate her no, hero
We just got to let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be baby
You just got to let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be
When you hurt me, you hurt yourself
Don't hurt yourself
When you diss me, you diss yourself
Don't hurt yourself
When you hurt me, you hurt yourself
Don't hurt yourself, don't hurt yourself
When you love me, you love yourself
Love God herself
I am the dragon breathing fire
Beautiful mane I'm the lion
Beautiful man I know you're lying
I am not broken, I'm not crying, I'm not crying
You ain't trying hard enough
You ain't loving hard enough
You don't love me deep enough
We not reaching feats enough
Blindly in love, I fucks with you
'Til I realize, I'm just too much for you
I'm just too much for you
We just got to let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be baby
Hey baby, who the fuck do you think I is?
I smell that fragrance on your Louis V boy
Just give my fat ass a big kiss boy
Tonight I'm fucking up all your shit boy
When you hurt me, you hurt yourself
Try not to hurt yourself
When you play me, you play yourself
Don't play yourself
When you lie to me, you lie to yourself
You only lying to yourself
When you love me, you love yourself
Love God herself
We just got to let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be baby
Uh, this is your final warning
You know I give you life
If you try this shit again
You gon lose your wife
"You already lost your wife, Jerome." Mookie laughed. I smacked my lips before rolling my eyes as I laughed along with her. I can't stand her goofy ass. Beyoncé fucked me up when she came out with this CD. I'm never going to be able to live our divorce down. Every five seconds Mookie is yelling song lyrics at me.
She's been telling me stuff like; "Better call Becky with the good hair." "Who the fuck do you think I am?" You weren't married to no average bitch, boy." You had to watch my fat ass bounce to the next dick, boy." "Ashes to ashes, dust to side chicks." "I don't need your money, I got my own." "I ain't sorry." "I didn't want to lose my pride but I fucked me up a bitch." "You only wanted me when I wasn't there."
She would just randomly say quotes from the CD to me and then laugh about it. Who does that? Only Mookie's goofy ass.
I rolled my eyes when she started the song over and started yelling the lyrics all over again. This was her fourth time listening to this damn song. She claimed that she was trying to learn all the songs before she went to the concert in a few weeks but I wasn't too sure. Her ass is childish and likes to throw shade.
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