You Use To Call Me Babiiface
When i was your
When love was good
When pain was gone
When the wrold didnt matter
When it was just me and you
You Use To Call Me Babiiface
When I would cry
Now that your with her...What di I do
Now all i can do is setin my room and think about all the time you use to call me babiiface
7th grade
(Bad Boy Own)
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