Lyrics

(Hey, ah) (Hey, ah) Droptop, how I'm slidin' every time you call me up (up, up...) Crop top, baby girl, you bad but you got no love (love), no love And I got my reasons, you got yours, of course But we already did this shit before I'm not yours, anymore, no more So call me stupid or call me your friend But don't you ever call me again Call me useless, I don't give a damn 'Cause you ain't never gettin' in my bed Ever again, ever again You ain't never gettin' in my bed Ever again, ever again You ain't nevеr gettin' in my bed You can say what you wanna say, but I know the truth (know thе truth, yeah, yeah) You can't get under my skin 'cause I'm over you (you, ooh) And I got my reasons, you got yours, of course But we already did this shit before I'm not yours, anymore, no more So call me stupid or call me your friend But don't you ever call me again Call me useless, I don't give a damn 'Cause you ain't never gettin' in my bed Ever again, ever again You ain't never gettin' in my bed Ever again, ever again You ain't never gettin' in my bed I know that it isn't love when you talk like that Baby, it isn't love when you talk like that Like that So call me stupid or call me your friend But don't you ever call me again (hey) Call me useless, I don't give a damn 'Cause you ain't never gettin' in my bed (oh-whoa) Ever again, ever again You ain't never gettin' in my bed (hey) Ever again, ever again You ain't never gettin' in my bed (You ain't never gettin' in my bed) You ain't never gettin' in my bed
Writer(s): David Schaeman, David Wilson, Arizona Zervas, Jacob Greenspan, John Wolf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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