[Whyandotte]
When we first met
I hated your guts, I must admit
I hated your smile
And the way you walked
And I really really really hated hearing you talk

All you said was "blah, blah" to me
It took a long time to see
That maybe me, in my head, you were wanted in my arms
But luck turns out, you hated me more
You hated my laugh and the way I snored
And you don't like rap, and read Twilight
We took one look and said "ew"

But things worked out
I got a girl, you got a dude
They're both our world
And even though we don't text
I can say "thank you, and God bless you playing on my heartstrings"

[Jay Squared]
[?]
A dollar in my jeans
The only one I really need
So thank you God 'cause she keep playing on my heartstrings

And when we first met
I met her at a party in a club in a dress
She sipped another Bacardi and she said that I'm "fresh, cool as a suit"
But this ain't nothing new
2011 broken headed Nike's airboats
Spent hella money, and I swear this's true
She drove me crazy and up the wall
Back-to-back with all them white-ass calls like
"who you with?" and "what's your name? Bitch, I'm fuckin, are ya'll a thing?"
Baby girl, I would never play you
Not like how you play me
She was playing on my heartstrings


"Whew, you know, that girl sure did do you dirty"
"She did me wrong, man"
"She played you like Stevie plays the piano"
"But it's okay though, 'cause this is when I saw the OTHER girl"
"The other girl?"
"You know, the one with the-"
"OH'
"Yeah, you know how I get down, Jack, aight?"
"The OTHER girl"
"Shit, you better listen to me"