Lyrics

Yeah, I thought I had a feeling before And now you're closin' the door Because you don't want me comin' in Yeah, I know I've seen you before Friday night at the store You had another boy to hold your hand Okay, now I see it, bitch You want me to beat it, bitch I ain't finna beat it, no, no She said, "Why you so conceited, bitch?" Yeah, I got my reasons, bitch Why the fuck you geekin', ho? Oh Blood on the Nike swish 'Cause I had to bite the bitch Blood steady leakin', ho, oh Shawty lookin' tasty though Free Yung Bruh, Lil Tracy, ho I make shawty scream and moan, oh I'm a little angel though I can see your anger though I just can't believe it, oh, oh She said I'm in danger, whoa I don't see no danger, ho I'm the one that's creepin', ho, oh Maybe I'll see you at the strip club Maybe I'll never see yo' ass again Maybe I'll see you when the gig's up (ay) Why you fakin', why you playin' pretend? Yeah, I thought I had a feeling before And now you're closin' the door Because you don't want me comin' in Yeah, I know I've seen you before Friday night at the store You had another boy to hold your hand Okay, now I see it, bitch You want me to beat it, bitch I ain't finna beat it, no, no She said, "Why you so conceited, bitch?" Yeah, I got my reasons, bitch Why the fuck you geekin', ho? Oh Blood on the Nike swish 'Cause I had to bite the bitch Blood steady leakin', ho, oh Shawty lookin' tasty though Free Yung Bruh, Lil Tracy, ho I make shawty scream and moan, oh I'm a little angel though I can see your anger though I just can't believe it, oh, oh She said I'm in danger, whoa I don't see no danger, ho I'm the one that's creepin', ho, oh Maybe I'll see you at the strip club Maybe I'll never see yo' ass again Maybe I'll see you when the gig's up (ay) Why you fakin', why you playin' pretend?
Writer(s): Gustav Ahr, Braden Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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