Tekst Utworu

Where you at? Mmm, okay, I'm just here, home, alone, missing you You know I wouldn't lie to you, I wanna see you He got a girl and I got a man When he ain't around, I'm sneaking him in I know that I'm wrong, for leading them on and bringing them home Back up my man, I'm hittin' his line 'cause I wanna meet up again We keepin' it quiet, pull up the ride, park in the back of the crib Under the sheets, nobody know what we do in the dark This ain't an audition but I wouldn't mind playing the part She out of line Get on the phone and give me a time Come to the crib (crib), you know what it is You need ain't need much (you need ain't need much) Part time love (part time love) Ooh it feels nice (oh it's feels nice) Part time love (part time love) But we not official (but we not official) Part time love (part time love) I wanna be with you (with you) Part time love (part time love) I don't know girl, it's just weird at this point (part time, part time) I mean I love him and all but he constantly, pushes me away (wanna be this high all the time) And I know for a fact he fuckin' with other bitches (part time, part time) It's obvious, we don't cuddle, we barely text (part time, part time) And you know his sorry ass don't be takin' me nowhere, and it's like (part time, part time) I know who I am, I know what I deserve, I got my needs to (part time, part time) Shit sometimes I just wanna get away from the nigga, you know? (part time, part time) Fuck somebody new (part time, part time)
Writer(s): Jiovanni Thomasa Romano, 1, Wesley Armand Dees, Homes Trinity, Kesha Rene Brooks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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