Last Monday

Well i was peepin thru your phone Girl i know that shit was wrong. i know You was sleepin all alone Well not really, i was home. but your phone Your phone went rang, rang, rang So i picked it up and looked Read that shit just like a book, and oh no Oh no, no way, way, way Me for grantid's what you took Seen some shit that had me shook in your phone Well i was petrified When i saw the way you liked to me last monday Oh no, oh no, oh no Well i was lookin at your face I felt a little outta place when your phone Your phone went And you silenced it so quick Girl you know you got some dick on your phone. cmon Well its all good then, mistooken you for a Bitch then why you lookin away When we was walkin you was talkin so much Now you aint got nothin to say. okay See now i know you lied. by the way i know the guy you seen Last monday And i thought the last time was the last time But last time You didnt. say. sorry. either. hoe Aint it too bad im gettin used as a pass time But last time Its funny. cuz you. didnt. even. know That i was peepin thru your phone Yea i know that shit was wrong... i know