My sweetheart is a softy she's no fighter, that's what the f**k I'm here for. I've caught some of the looks thrown her way, but I'm just waiting for one of them to make the wrong move. My boys on the team kept me up on the gossip; they knew what the groupies were up to since that was their deal.
Some of my cast offs thought that sleeping with the rest of the team after I refused them would make me come running back. How that was supposed to lure me in was a f*****g mystery, I don't get it. Thank f**k I no longer have to. Let the boys have their fun with my leavings my girl was different.
Any of those greasy mother-fuckers even looks at her I'll knock their asses out cold. That brings us back to this s**t right here. Instead of arguing with her I went into the bathroom myself. I knew wha
