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Yeah Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Uh-huh, yeah You way too fine to waste time That's why you never on pause when we on facetime And them niggas be mad 'cause they can't get you Bitches like, "Damn, why that nigga even with you?" Tell 'em mind they business, touch they nose They mad I treat you like a queen and not a ho Real niggas do real things And don't compare me to your ex 'cause we not the same, yeah I got a lil' more drip with a whole lot of dick Take way more trips, blow a bag at the strip, yeah And I'ma make it right back Show you how to get your own, I know you like that, yeah You way too fine to waste time That's why you never on pause when we on facetime And them niggas be mad 'cause they can't get you Bitches like, "Damn, why that nigga even with you?" Tell 'em mind they business, touch they nose They mad I treat you like a queen and not a ho Real niggas do real things And don't compare me to your ex 'cause we not the same, yeah I got a question, do you really fuck with me? All my old hoes said they really fuck with me Even though they tried, I know they ain't fuck with me I ain't worried 'bout your ex 'cause he can't fuck with me, yeah, yeah Young nigga really from the block I'ma keep it real, I ain't gon' stop Keep that shit a bun, that's just what I'm gon' do Never catch me lacking 'cause I know they want you, yeah Never catch me lacking 'cause I know they want you Say you never catch me lacking 'cause I know they want you Okay, I'm from the city where it's no trust Bitches tripping over niggas that won't show up She watch his Snap every night to see him go up She like, "Damn, when this fuckboy gon' grow up?" He got you looking for love in all the wrong places She fell in love but she feeling like a replacement Give that boy a problem but you know he can't take it Now you fully dressed but you feeling real naked All you need is a lil' bit of love Post a couple pictures, bet they wanna be us Never give them hoes shit to talk about 'Cause they gon' talk any way, them hoes be talking now I'm a motherfucker, they gon' tell you all type of shit Same hoes in my phone tryna eat a nigga dick Same hoes couldn't help when I ain't really have shit I ain't worried 'bout them hoes I'm only worried 'bout my bitch, that's why You way too fine to waste time That's why you never on pause when we on facetime And them niggas be mad 'cause they can't get you Bitches like, "Damn, why that nigga even with you?" Tell 'em mind they business, touch they nose They mad I treat you like a queen and not a ho Real niggas do real things And don't compare me to your ex 'cause we not the same, yeah I got a lil' more drip with a whole lot of dick Take way more trips, blow a bag at the strip, yeah And I'ma make it right back Show you how to get your own, I know you like that, yeah You way too fine to waste time That's why you never on pause when we on facetime And them niggas be mad 'cause they can't get you Bitches like, "Damn, why that nigga even with you?"
Writer(s): Darnell Emerson Matthew Jr., Chad Thomas Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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