Lyrics

I can't fuck with you Wish I could forget you I can't fuck with you They tryna fuck with me I don't want your body laying on me every night But your brain is all about it and you rock my life I'm always thinking 'bout your body when it's up on mine Are you thinking 'bout my body when you're online I don't want your body next to mine Danger be up in this club tonight I hope I see you on the World Wide Web I can't fuck with you Wish I could forget you I can't fuck with you They tryna fuck with me I can't fuck with- Fuck, where's the green? Don't fuck with the scheme I been searching all night for some pain relief Nigga, what the fuck you mean? Act like they afraid of me Punk unaware, nah, that's the shit I don't believe What you looking for? I'm the one, no I got you And they playin' World Wide Web at the party And she 'bout fuckin' 5"4' with the body Shorty fuckin' with me off red, this a problem I can't fuck with you Wish I could forget you I can't fuck with you They tryna fuck with me
Writer(s): Austin Peacock, Keeling Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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