Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K E T N E L
K E T N E L
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K E T N E L
K E T N E L
Lyrics
Ketnel Jean Gilles
Ketnel Jean Gilles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Soul
Soul
Producer

Lyrics

I spent a rose on a bitch and I regretted that shit
She playin’ hard to get, so I made her eat that shit
Now we up, she sayin’ she want a taste
So I bent her over, let her feel that tip, yuh
It was love, it was never lust, bitch
Trade my heart for gold, I treat you like a hoe, bitch, yuh
I would have given you my soul, I bet that you sold
Take away the fame, the drugs, the weed—who am I?
Just another guy, but you were my prize
Even though you no star, bitch, I caught you lacking at a bar
Nonetheless, I thought I could turn you into my wife
’Cause I liked the way you smiled at me
But I guess that was just you bein’ the predator
No games I sought, yet caught myself playin’ chess
Bitch, you just the rest—that’s why I beheaded that shit
Checkmate… say it again— I said checkmate
Where the Chanel perfume at? You don’t deserve that shit
Where the Gucci purse at? You don’t deserve that shit
Where your diamond ring at? We don’t talk about that shit
’Cause you can’t make a wife out of a hoe (say it again)
You can’t make a wife out of a hoe (say it again)
You can’t make a wife out of a hoe
You can’t make a wife out of a hoe—yeah
Look at the Rolly on my wrist, bitch— I forgot you can’t see that shit
Shine brighter than the stars, only to cover up the scars on my heart
So many diamonds, that shit be blinding
Diamonds on my teeth, diamonds on my dick
Fuck that bitch—turned a hoe to royalty, back to lonely
For you can’t have my heart, you were only my side piece, nothing more
You were only my side piece—do you hear that shit?
Don’t get it twisted, although sometimes I wish you was more when I’m wasted
But you don’t deserve that shit—we just gettin’ lit
Cocaine on the table and I sniff that shit, yeah
So I can forget about that shit
’Cause I low-key wish you were more than just a hoe
I wish I could have turned you into my wife
’Cause you had my heart— but I can’t, so it tears me apart
Man I fucking love that bitch but she's a fucking hoe and she has more **** on her phone than I can count that she calls daddy
Written by: K E T N E L, Ketnel Jean Gilles
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