Pi’erre Bourne - Jay P Lyrics

[Intro](Yo, yo, Pi'erre)[Chorus]This shit bittersweetThis shit broke my heartWe no longer friends, people grow apartDays like this, smoke and reminisce'Bout the good times with my old friendsThis shit bittersweetThis shit broke my heartWe no longer friends, people grow apartDays like this, smoke and reminisce'Bout the good times with my old friends[Verse 1]I don't want you, girl, you temporary, heyHelp me understand like a dictionary, heyLet me love you to death like obituaries, heyShe want ice cream, blow a bag in Ben & Jerry's, heyGirl, I'm a dog, I am not a prarie, waitSmoke Phineas herb, this is not a Perry, heyUsed to drop songs when my parents ain't homeYeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary[Chorus]This shit bittersweetThis shit broke my heartWe no longer friends, people grow apartDays like this, smoke and reminisce'Bout the good times with my old friendsThis shit bittersweetThis shit broke my heartWe no longer friends, people grow apartDays like this, smoke and reminisce'Bout the good times with my old friends (Yeah, yeah)[Verse 2]Gotta be a boss, not a secretary, heyMy old friends dead like a cemetery, heyI'm catchin' flights, new itinerary, damnPeople talk when you ball, that's just commentary, heyThey sleep on me like it's narcolepsy, heyI'm Penny Hardaway, can't be secondary, heyUsed to DM rappers your brand-new songsYeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary[Chorus]This shit bittersweetThis shit broke my heartWe no longer friends, people grow apartDays like this, smoke and reminisce'Bout the good times with my old friendsThis shit bittersweetThis shit broke my heartWe no longer friends, people grow apartDays like this, smoke and reminisce'Bout the good times with my