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(Make that gunplay) Oh no, no-no You want me, and I want you, we just got different views I just like multiple bitches, I like pick and choose She said, "You just nasty, want your cake and eat it too" She said, "That shit ain't fair, what if I want different dudes?" You must try to make the news? Give a nigga my pussy, know that's not the move You know that shit ain't player Know when I'm lyin', I hate that you know me so well You think I'm cheatin', I might as well You think I'm creepin', I might as well Got you under my spell She tell me, "Boo, you drive me coocoo," yeah I got that come back, got that voodoo, mm She got that wet, she got that juicy fruit, uh So please, just pick up the phone, up the phone I just wanna make you moan, make you moan I don't wanna be alone, be alone You want me, and I want you But we got different opinions It's just real shit I'm just not a regular civilian And I trusted you enough to have my children So you better respect shit, yeah Check your shit, yeah, yeah Just a consequence of bein' young and rich, yeah Ain't no other bitch Gettin' no cars or no diamonds or no time spent Just some dick, I ain't lyin', you so selfish Yeah, I know you had your fun too How the fuck I'm finna judge you? She tell me, "Boo, you drive me coocoo," yeah I got that come back, got that voodoo, mm She got that wet, she got that juicy fruit, uh So please, just pick up the phone, up the phone I just wanna make you moan, make you moan I don't wanna be alone, be alone
Writer(s): Jerry Lang, Jeremy Biddle, Teldrick Smith, Robert Hale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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