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I was single met my first love at nineteen After i graduated with my nice beam Shorty was twenty one going on twenty two A bad one with a small attitude She was a freak baby a freak baby She was spoiled damn there acting crazy She was a cancer with legs of a dancer And i used to let her ride me like she was prancer You used to pull up with no drawers on Shorty had my mind in a whole other zone And later i knew she had another guy on the side She used to stay busy with a different lie We always stayed fighting and i would apologize Kicked her to the curb told her have a nice day Then i heard she had a boy but never saw his face She say he mine but i wont believe until i get more ways All we did all we said Is now over and done Which brings me back to square one Which brings me back to square one Too much fussing too much fight Time to move on with my life Which brings me back to square one Which brings me back to square one Back to the same dude at twenty Met this red bone she was a little chubby Twenty-one with her own car and place With a cute kid with a small on his face He was two i believe and me her Used to bump like crazy But she used to cheat with her bd Well most times With different dudes well sometimes But me i would catch her ass every time Her and my momma almost fought one time But later i snapped out of it And moved my black ass back to michigan New job i started working again Same dude went off in the wind Living the single life Trying to make things right I'm like All we did all we said Is now over and done Which brings me back to square one Which brings me back to square one Too much fussing too much fight Time to move on with my life Which brings me back to square one Which brings me back to square one Too many bad girls but no good ones Which brings me back to square one Which brings me back to square one Which brings me back to square one Too much fussing too much fight Its time to move on with my life Which brings me back to square one Which brings me back to square one