Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Melody Shari
Melody Shari
Performer
Melody Holt
Melody Holt
Performer
Elizabeth Libby Amerson
Elizabeth Libby Amerson
Performer
Naquan Reese
Naquan Reese
Performer
Dawn Beverly
Dawn Beverly
Performer
Bobby Robinson
Bobby Robinson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Melody Holt
Melody Holt
Songwriter
Elizabeth Libby Amerson
Elizabeth Libby Amerson
Songwriter
Dawn Beverly
Dawn Beverly
Songwriter
Bobby Robinson
Bobby Robinson
Songwriter

Letras

Hey, this is your girl Mel Leave a message after the beep Hey, Mel Come home, okay? Come home Oh, you wanna bring the Scorpio outta me You're lucky we got kids 'Cause this could easily turn into a crime scene Know what I mean? (What I mean) How you treat your wife like your enemy? How you even do that? Tell me, how are you bitter When you're the one that got a girl pregnant? (Ooh, we) Oh, you fake like a cartoon, huh? Big weird, I don't get where it come from, nah On the Gram, puttin' on, you won't tell the whole side 'Cause then they would see you're the villain, hm You ain't the victim But you a dog, total Chihuahua, Rottweiler Stay out my face begging, go call her Gave you five years to cut her off Now I realize that was too low If you think I'm lonely now Don't you ever think that thought again No, I don't feel the need to be friends We gon' have to learn to coparent I'd rather be alone 'cause you got issues (Issues) Stop calling my phone, I don't miss you Remember when you didn't care Keep that energy right there We ain't even gotta speak, for real Text me you wanna see the kids Threw a flag up on the play, this dude offsides Give him no playtime Watch me from the sideline You don't know what love is, be honest Boy, how 'bout keeping it real? Boy, you fake like the bag on her arm Big weird, I don't feel no attachment now Buzz kill, done deal Boy, you're pass is void I left your bags on the porch Barking for me at the door But you a dog, total Chihuahua, Rottweiler Stay out my face begging, go call her Gave you five years to cut her off Now I realize that was too low If you think I'm lonely now Don't you ever think that thought again No, I don't feel the need to be friends We gon' have to learn to coparent I won't use our kids just to get back at ya Just make sure you're there, you better show up Think I need ya? Well, it's the opposite I don't need nobody If you think I'm lonely now Don't you ever think that thought again No, I don't feel the need to be friends (No, no, no, no) Got a lot of options in my DMs Total 'huahua, Rottweiler Total 'huahua, Rottweiler Total 'huahua, Rottweiler Total 'huahua, Rottweiler
Writer(s): Bob Robinson, Melody Holt, Elizabeth Amerson, Naquan Reese, Dawn Beverly, Mark Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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