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Jesus Christ This ting called Maddie She little older bitter savvy She 22 her eyes were blue I think but I was frassene But back to Maddie she picked me up weren't in a cabby And mothers life it was a drop-top I'm in the passy She looking at me I'm thinking what is this to gas me I know I joke a lot but blonde in a polka dot Rocking two boots made for strutting She thinks I'm cuffing she knows my age I ain't bluffing She takes the piss I'm shoulder shrugging I'm grinning cus realistically I'm winning She was dancing on the speaker at the show in the beginning Anyway I've been sitting She says she does real estate for a living and slowly The scales start tipping She's impressed with the words that I'm picking says I'm mature She ain't met nobody like me before, or has she? I know as much as you about Maddie I didn't kiss her and that's my choice man I had my chances Let's talk it I'm really not with the games my g One ting called Chantelle always post up tryna make statements g Now I don't know if she thinks that her tricks are escaping me But all of that dumb and young shit Is going to fill her spot with a vacancy Always talking chatty patty next ting that's called Karis Chat chat but she look too good So I still piped her nothing like Maris Gyal she scream use vocal she does not whisper nothing like varys Gyal left hot dracarys cus a man piped her but I didn't bag it You seem to hate and love it's all the same shit All these same niggas talk talk cap cap See my face and then don't say shit Piss off mind your business you stay shameless Gossip like children but then they front We'll I can see it in your cadence She left the venue did a mad disperse like come grab this shirt That's Poppy she gone grab me jerk and go bag this work She great but she love sex and twerk I need cash in first Said nah baby that can't work and she act all hurt I ain't got bodies on my list I got some wonder women And when it come to women, I don't suffer from colourism Fuck in more than one position When she sees me she's happy but her mother isn't Between me and my brothers, nothing goes unforgiven We all got tunnel vision It's given day she alright but something isn't Just cus you gave it up tonight don't make it a dumb decision You just know what you're after, you just know what you're after This ting called Eve I met her yesterday She was on another fucking level let's just say The wind might've taken her and got her swept away She would know to rock the boat in the best of ways Ahhh my ting Amera the disappearer nobody dearer We met in Barcelona but it was cold on her shoulder No number nice to meet ya gone by the time I rollover These girls are older Oh and Not to forget to mention that b Wowww
Writer(s): Dillon Roe-edema, Keon Schmidt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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