Mr. ...

by TiaDee

I've met
Mr. Right
Still had to fuss and fight
Mr. Wrong
Praised the Lord, that fool is gone
Mr. I used to be right before she broke my heart
He failed to realize his pain was not my fault
Mr. I really love you, but..
There are still other woman I want to fuck
Mr. We can sleep together, and go from there
He had me looking for the dumb ass sign sticking out of my hair
Mr. I'm good a Blackman (with a degree)- you better appreciate me
He was -in his mind-the hottest type of commodity
Mr. I got a baby's mama, she's no problem at all
That was until I got the 3am call--the writing was on the wall
Mr. I would die without spending weekends with my `boys'
Under his bed, I  found  his childhood toys
Mr. I don't need a job, I got a plan, and a goal
How he paid his bills, I was dying to know
Shall I continue, no need
 So I have turned into
Miss I'll take care of me
Miss-thanks but no thanks
I got my own money in the bank
Miss I know what I want and nothing less
Miss I'm loving me, ain' t got time for a bunch of mess
Miss-I haven't given up hope-good men are out there
.But when it comes to love, it's just like life, not always fair

Mr. ... by TiaDee

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