Lyrics

Boy, I'm not yuh mama Won't be her sittin' in the kitchen cookin' dinner foldin' laundry If I had a dolla For every party you ruined cuz you were mad and never told me I'd be a rich rich with all the commas Dabbin' my tears with all my dollas Boy I'm not yuh mama But let me leave you a lesson That bad boy thing Only works in the beginning What you hide from me only hurts You in the ending Don't make me cry Don't make me Cry for the both cry for both of us Don't waste my time I'm not gon' Cry for the both cry for both of us If you don't think That I'll just watch you sink Then boy your blind Now it's your time to Cry for the both Cry for the both of us Boy I know you want it Cuz every guy wants a queen to make himself a king We Got that in common You wanted vanity I wanted honesty That bad boy thing Only works in the beginning What you hide from me only hurts You in the ending Don't make me cry Don't make me Cry for the both cry for both of us Don't waste my time I'm not gon' Cry for the both cry for both of us If you don't think That I'll just watch you sink Then boy your blind Now it's your time to Cry for the both Cry for the both of us Don't make me cry Don't make me Cry for the both cry for both of us Don't waste my time I'm not gon' Cry for the both cry for both of us If you don't think That I'll just watch you sink Then boy your blind Now it's your time to Cry for the both Cry for the both of us
Writer(s): Geena Fontanella, Thomas Bracciale, Mike Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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