Jarren Benton - The Break Up Lyrics






[Jarren Benton:]
We used to love each other now we argue, fuss and fight
Throwing dishes at a nigga, that ain't fuckin' right
I'm paranoid, I go to sleep I gotta tuck a knife
Cause she might take my life in the middle of the night
I shouldn't have cheated, I'm sorry 'bout the side bitches
But I was cursed with a dick, baby, my mind's twisted
Psych, that's no excuse for the bullshit
But honestly I didn't believe that you weren't doin' shit
Uh, and now she want me out the house
She tell a nigga "Bounce," she got me sleepin' on the couch
And my kids like "Damn, the living room is dad's home"
Dissin' on that nigga loading his shows, you mad wrong
Damn, ain't nothing like a broke heart
Threw my exclusive kicks and shit in the front yard
It gets major, four months later
She can't stand a nigga drawin' up divorce papers

[Bingx:]
She been mad ever since Monday
And it's already Sunday
I mean tomorrow make a week of it
She don't wanna speak of shit
But you don't give a fuck about that, though
She don't give a fuck about that, though
You don't give a fuck about that, no, no, no
I know I made mistakes, I'm beggin' you to stay, girl
But you don't give a fuck about that

[Jarren Benton:]
She moving on, now a nigga gettin' jealous
Ass gettin' fatter, did it for the new fella
Aye, newsletter, what the fuck can you tell her?
Bitch, I ain't doing bad, shit, I'm stackin' new cheddar
I still wanna split the nigga's wig
Don't suck a nigga's dick then go home and kiss the kids
Cause that'd be some real foul shit
I hope all ya teeth fall out ya mouth, bitch
Lord knows, I'm sorry I wasn't loyal
Ya sister hate me but ya momma still [?]
I pray to God we find happiness
Aye, we deserve it, we carried a lot of baggages
Uh, I hope the kids are just swell
Don't date no lames that wear sandals and neck shells
Time pass, we enjoyin' our life
Aye, once upon a time I called you my wife
And now we out

[Bingx:]
She been mad ever since Monday
And it's already Sunday
I mean tomorrow make a week of it
She don't wanna speak of shit
But you don't give a fuck about that, though
She don't give a fuck about that, though
You don't give a fuck about that, no, no, no
I know I made mistakes, I'm beggin' you to stay, girl
But you don't give a fuck about that

She been mad ever since Monday
And it's already Sunday
I mean tomorrow make a week of it
She don't wanna speak of shit
But you don't give a fuck about that, though
She don't give a fuck about that, though
You don't give a fuck about that, no, no, no
I know I made mistakes, I'm beggin' you to stay, girl
But you don't give a fuck about that





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  1. C.... N....

    You cheated, you are the problem not her, fucbois and hoes are a big reason why nobody want to try again and with that being said.
    YUCK FOU!

  2. R.... W....

    We used to love each other now we argue, fuss and fight
    Throwing dishes at a nigga, that ain't fuckin' right
    I'm paranoid, I go to sleep I gotta tuck a knife
    Cause she might take my life in the middle of the night
    I shouldn't have cheated, I'm sorry 'bout the side bitches
    But I was cursed with a dick, baby, my mind's twisted
    Psych, that's no excuse for the bullshit
    But honestly I didn't believe that you weren't doin' shit
    Uh, and now she want me out the house
    She tell a nigga "Bounce," she got me sleepin' on the couch
    And my kids like "Damn, the living room is dad's home"
    Dissin' on that nigga loading his shows, you mad wrong
    Damn, ain't nothing like a broke heart
    Threw my exclusive kicks and shit in the front yard
    It gets major, four months later
    She can't stand a nigga drawin' up divorce papers

    [Chorus: Bingx]
    She been mad ever since Monday
    And it's already Sunday
    I mean tomorrow make a week of it
    She don't wanna speak of shit
    But you don't give a fuck about that, though
    She don't give a fuck about that, though
    You don't give a fuck about that, no, no, no
    I know I made mistakes, I'm beggin' you to stay, girl
    But you don't give a fuck about that

    She moving on, now a nigga gettin' jealous
    Ass gettin' fatter, did it for the new fella
    Aye, newsletter, what the fuck can you tell her?
    Bitch, I ain't doing bad, shit, I'm stackin' new cheddar
    I still wanna split the nigga's wig
    Don't suck a nigga's dick then go home and kiss the kids
    Cause that'd be some real foul shit
    I hope all ya teeth fall out ya mouth, bitch
    Lord knows, I'm sorry I wasn't loyal
    Ya sister hate me but ya momma still cordial
    I pray to god we find happiness
    Aye, we deserve it, we carried a lot of baggages
    Uh, I hope the kids are just swell
    Don't date no lames that wear sandals and neck shells
    Time pass, we enjoyin' our life
    Aye, once upon a time I called you my wife
    And now we out

  3. M.... ....

    Is this copy right?

  4. K.... M....

    [Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
    We used to love each other now we argue, fuss and fight
    Throwing dishes at a nigga, that ain't fuckin' right
    I'm paranoid, I go to sleep I gotta tuck a knife
    Cause she might take my life in the middle of the night
    I shouldn't have cheated, I'm sorry 'bout the side bitches
    But I was cursed with a dick, baby, my mind's twisted
    Psych, that's no excuse for the bullshit
    But honestly I didn't believe that you weren't doin' shit
    Uh, and now she want me out the house
    She tell a nigga "Bounce," she got me sleepin' on the couch
    And my kids like "Damn, the living room is dad's home"
    Dissin' on that nigga loading his shows, you mad wrong
    Damn, ain't nothing like a broke heart
    Threw my exclusive kicks and shit in the front yard
    It gets major, four months later
    She can't stand a nigga drawin' up divorce papers

    [Chorus: Bingx]
    She been mad ever since Monday
    And it's already Sunday
    I mean tomorrow make a week of it
    She don't wanna speak of shit
    But you don't give a fuck about that, though
    She don't give a fuck about that, though
    You don't give a fuck about that, no, no, no
    I know I made mistakes, I'm beggin' you to stay, girl
    But you don't give a fuck about that

    [Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
    She moving on, now a nigga gettin' jealous
    Ass gettin' fatter, did it for the new fella
    Aye, newsletter, what the fuck can you tell her?
    Bitch, I ain't doing bad, shit, I'm stackin' new cheddar
    I still wanna split the nigga's wig
    Don't suck a nigga's dick then go home and kiss the kids
    Cause that'd be some real foul shit
    I hope all ya teeth fall out ya mouth, bitch
    Lord knows, I'm sorry I wasn't loyal
    Ya sister hate me but ya momma still [?]
    I pray to god we find happiness
    Aye, we deserve it, we carried a lot of baggages
    Uh, I hope the kids are just swell
    Don't date no lames that wear sandals and neck shells
    Time pass, we enjoyin' our life
    Aye, once upon a time I called you my wife
    And now we out

    [Chorus: Bingx] (x2)

    K.... M....

    Kamrin Murphy. Hey thanks for the lyriks. I dig this shit.

  5. r.... ....

    Bingx it's in the chorus I was wondering what his part was because at first I couldn't hear it so I was confused on why it would be featuring him

  6. H.... ....

    what happened to the old jarren these beats bruh...trash

    H.... ....

    HolyHavoc444 I like these, he shows he can kill anything

    H.... ....

    HolyHavoc444 and also some great classic beats inspired by wu. Awesome album

    H.... ....

    HolyHavoc444 quit hatin

    H.... ....

    This beat is fucking fire

    H.... ....

    boy did you not listen to his other shit on here? fuckin idiot

  7. a.... c....

    been waitin for this. jarren spitz fire.