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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bell Biv DeVoe
Bell Biv DeVoe
Performer
Cyrus Deshield
Cyrus Deshield
Background Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Davies
Chris Davies
Mixing Engineer
Cyrus Deshield
Cyrus Deshield
Vocal Producer
DJ Ogee
DJ Ogee
Producer
Eric Hall
Eric Hall
Producer
G1
G1
Mixing Engineer
Kay Gee
Kay Gee
Producer
Michael Pitts
Michael Pitts
Engineer
Odell Davis
Odell Davis
Engineer

Lyrics

Girl, you know you the one, hit delete tho Shit be done, finito Off with him, for real He don't get it, never will, stick a fork in him I can give you that work, over here baby, get that work No need for the lies, I'll say a bunch of slick shit to get between your thighs There ain't no way Are you okay with the things he do Are you cool being number two? 'Cause in my eyes, baby, he don't [?] for your attention Shouldn't even come close to you Girl, he doing his most Cause baby, you're perfection And I'mma make you understand, he don't got a chance With the right man with you, you gon' be The better version of you, you'll see You'll never gotta worry about the inconsistency to getting all the love you need You gave him so many chances, you need to leave Girl, you could do better All this stress, deception, got you confused What is it that he do? Stella losing your groove He thinking he can play, baby, he ain't got the juice You don't gots to cry no more, baby You don't gots to hurt no more Cause I'll treat you, baby, way better I can do the things that he'll never Just face it baby, I'm better Just say it, baby, I'm better, better A fool around isn't what you need Go 'head, baby, put your trust on me I'll be there when you call on me to come through and hold you down like you need I'll be your warrior if don't nobody get it, I'm sure enough 'Cause you and I together, victorious I ain't gotta lie, girl, you got my eyes on the prize With the right man with you, you gon' be The better version of you, you'll see You'll never gotta worry about the inconsistency to getting all the love you need You gave him so many chances, you need to leave Girl, you could do better All this stress, deception, got you confused What is it that he do? Stella losing your groove He thinking he can play, baby, he ain't got the juice You don't gots to cry no more, baby You don't gots to hurt no more Cause I'll treat you, baby, way better I can do the things that he'll never Just face it, baby, I'm better Just say it, baby, I'm better, better You don't gots to cry no more, baby You don't gots to hurt no more I'll treat you, baby, way better I can do the things that he'll never Just face it, baby, I'm better Just say it, baby, I'm better, better I'm better than the man you got Probably 'cause I'm everything your man is not And if you try to compare, I'mma stop you there It's like parking your sailboat beside a yacht With me, you get to overseas And yes, I stay in the gym, so no need to flex The most pleasing sex, I bet you need the sex Make him your ex and make me your next You don't gots to cry no more, baby You don't gots to hurt no more I'll treat you, baby, way better I can do the things that he'll never Just face it, baby, I'm better Just say it, baby, I'm better, better You don't gots to cry no more, baby You don't gots to hurt no more I'll treat you, baby, way better I can do the things that he'll never Just face it, baby, I'm better Just say it, baby, I'm better, better
Writer(s): Cyrus Alfred Deshield, Gary Scott, Kier Gist, Erica Hall, Raphael Dewayne Ishman, Sean Johnson, Isaac Hayes, Ricardo Bell, Michael Bivins, Ronald De Voe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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