Lloyd Dedication To My Ex (Miss That) lyrics

Hey, y'all
I come to talk about this girl that had my love, it seemed
I went away for a while, she gave my love away
I really shouldn't blame her but now that pussy is a stranger

Baby, something's on my mind, I gotta say it
Yeah, your pussy done changed
It ain't the same, girl and that's a shame
(A crying shame, baby)

Ooh, ain't being funny
(Uh, uh)
I know another bee's been in that honey
(Damn)

Ooh, baby, that pussy done changed
(Pussy done changed, pussy done changed)
It's such a shame, girl and that's a shame
(Who the hell you been givin' my lovin' to, girl?)

(Oh no)
Tell me where'd that pussy go?
(Oh, no)
'Cause it don't feel the same no more
(I miss that pussy, that pussy, that pussy, that pussy)
Yeah

(Oh, no)
Why you do me like that, baby?

(Oh, no)
Why is this happening to me?
(Oh, no)
She told me that it was my pussy
(I miss that pussy, that pussy, that pussy, that pussy)

(Oh, no)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She, she used to be a really special lady
(My everything)
I guess she's feeling kinda freaky lately
It's such a shame 'cause now the pussy's changed
(That pussy changed, yeah)

She used to squeeze me
Grip me tight enough so she could please me
But now, now, now that pussy changed
It's such a shame that pussy changed now

(Oh, no)
Where did your pussy go?
(Oh, no)
'Cause girl, I need to know now

(I miss that pussy, that pussy, that pussy, that pussy)
Now

Oh no
You see, it was on some
Ol' one of a kind type shit, baby

Oh no

I'm about to kill this bitch
Oh no
She gave away all my shit

I miss that pussy
That pussy, that pussy
That pussy, oh no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Damn, darling, you changed your oil
I'm your number one fan belt, they got nothing 'portant
I don't use a cordless, microphone avoid them
They don't feel real to me, meaning real women

Others peeled on me, you the primer on the lime
Bean green box when I couldn't afford a Ford
Cling socks, scooting 'cross the floor in your
Grandmama house, hand on your mouth

You yap too much about the penny-ante
This mechanic's so uncanny X-Men, ex-men
Your ex-boyfriend should thank me that I took you off his hands
No, I can't bring another beach to the sand

And though I am well aware that you can bring a man to his knees
And get whatcha need without saying please
But can you bring a man to his feet when defeat is on repeat?
And they gon' put this man Grammy's on the street?

What? Why so quiet?
Hate that all of our memories happen in a Hyatt
You were perfect before you went on a diet
You was way thicker, you think I don't remember

Shit, the magazine got to your head
Now somebody you don't even know got ya in bed
Bet your buddy don't even know you don't like red
Or was it fuchsia? Fuck it, our future is dead

Oh no
I thought a pussy could have nine lives, man
Oh no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I miss that pussy, that pussy, that pussy, that pussy

Oh no
Ooh
Oh no
I'm about to kill this bitch
Oh no
She gave away all my shit

I miss that pussy, that pussy, that pussy, that pussy

Oh no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I miss you, girl
Fuck that bitch