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If you bring your S.O. on a talk show for a lie detector test to 'finally' prove that they are cheating when you ALREADY had proof...you got it twisted.
If you bring your S.O. on a talk show crying about how much you love him/her and upon finding out that they are cheating say, "Well, i was sleeping with your brother/cousin/daddy anyway...", you my stupid-arse friend, have it twisted.
If you think that just because I am on the clock that you can get nasty with me, and I won't reciprocate...you Ms. BettyBadAzz, have me twisted.
If you think that it's cute that your two-year old talks back and curses you...you and your baby got it twisted.
If you think that you can sleep around and never have it catch up with you...you Mr. Itchy and Ms. Scratchy, have it twisted. (and if you think I am about to use that pen after you sign in...you definitely have it twisted..."Nah padna...I got one right here)
If you, Ja-Rule, think that you can come back after that 50cent, Eminem, and Busta Rhymes song...you wanksta, have it twisted.
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