Mood Swings (feat. Lil Tjay & Summer Walker) [Remix]

Oh, you ain't know I could sing? (Oh, oh, oh) Ha-ha-ha (yeah) Shorty a lil' baddie Shorty my lil' boo thing And shorty got the fatty Shorty be catching mood swings Ballerina tip, keep a tight grip on it That's my dick when I want it But, boy, you give me head Make me wanna treat you like a broke nigga Always end up with the wrong niggas Yeah, and that's a tip for seven, nah, nah, nah Slim, thick, with a slick mouth talkin', "Rah, rah, rah" Prolly coulda had a couple dreams runnin' 'round If I was tryna settle down, young bitches on the prowl Gettin' bread and some more, gettin' head and some more Gotta keep it on go, 'cause the pussy don't talk control, oh, oh Shorty a lil' baddie Call me his lil' boo thing Know I got the fatty That's why I be catchin' mood swings Never let him hit without a rubber Unless he more than a lover And I kept it undercover 'Cause I don't kiss and tell Every time I fuck, she call me daddy (hahaha) My lil' mama nasty (nasty) I see the pussy through the panties (whatever you want) She taste like candy (oh) She a queen, like Nefertiti Uh oh, my lil' mama sittin' pretty (oh) And we be shoppin' through the city (oh, oh, oh) I gave her keys to the Bentley (whoa, whoa) Get off your knees, you don't gotta cry to me (oh) I'm your best friend, baby, you don't gotta lie (oh, oh) I'll get you everything that you want and that you need From Chanel to Céline, it's on you to decide (oh, oh, oh) Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best (oh) Start liftin' up your dress, start kissin' on your neck (oh no, no) Start rubbin' on your butt, start massagin' your breasts I ain't wanna give you a baby just yet So I backed out and nutted on your breasts I put you in a Uber (oh, oh, oh) and sent you to your bed (oh) The very next day (oh), you sent me a text (oh) You pulled up to the crib and we did it again (oh, oh, oh) Shorty a lil' baddie (she a lil' baddie) Shorty my lil' boo thing And shorty got the fatty Shorty be catchin' mood swings Every time I fuck without a rubber I nutted on the covers (covers) And I kept it undercover (yeah) 'Cause I don't kiss and tell (ooh) You know, I never found love Until I looked into your eyes (until I looked into your eyes) First time blushin', I ain't even gon' lie (ain't even gon' lie) Four rounds in, leavin' bruises on your thighs You the only bitch could make me spin off on the guys And the only bitch that make me wanna nut when I'm inside It's your vibe, leave with me, you gettin' high None of these bitches fuckin' wit' you even if they tried She a tsunami, I ain't never felt it dry Close my eyes while I sleep, hope you be there when I wake Honestly, I feel the vibe we had is great And if there's something on your mind, you can tell me And if I told you what's on mine, would you help me? You gon' see the bigger picture, it's just gon' take time Just because you mine, I'ma keep you lookin' like a dime Ain't no imperfections, girl, you fine Baby, what's your sign? I hope you ain't against the slow grind (Work, work, it's me and you) me and you Keep it silent, there ain't nothin' we can't do Through the storm, baby, we can make it through Why you actin' brand new? You know you my lil' boo thing Got up on my Birkin, it's workin' She said she a virgin (it's hurtin') She my biggest fan, she always lurkin' And she know I'm a man, I'ma put that work in I know she can't stand me, I'm fancy So I'ma bring her out when I get my Grammy Late night sex, she can't find her panties Couldn't hold it in, now she need a plan B Shorty a lil' baddie She my lil' boo thing And shorty got the fatty (shorty got the fatty) Shorty be catching mood swings Every time I fuck without a rubber I nutted on her covers And I kept it undercover 'Cause I don't kiss and tell