U say in the past...
U were u used
U were abused
By lovers long gone
But seems to me you want me to...
Check you
Wreck you
That doesnt turn me on
Actions show me...
U like it rough
U need it tough
When I get mad, I see ur fire
U push my buttons...
Fuel my anger
Spit rancor
Then I see ur desire
Is this what u need
To be controlled
Under a mans hold
For u, is this where its at?
Not my style...
Been thru it
Not gonna do it
I cant go for that
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