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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jermaine Coleman
Jermaine Coleman
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jermaine Coleman
Jermaine Coleman
Songwriter

Lyrics

You could be the right **** Shawty
He don't judge you right do he Shawty
Right do he Shawty
You could be the right **** Shawty
Hey can see the life
and it's shawty
You could be the right **** Shawty
Hey me when he leave you all alone
Hit me when that **** hangin at home
Hey can hit me when he leave you all alone
Hit me when that **** hangin at home
Fuckin what a lame **** huh
Wish you had a different mane ****
Ay ain't hatin but he playin with your mind
Another **** out here waitin for your mind
Let me tell you what you need
Hot body, Benz coupe, hop a party
Long trips, flight mileage
Oh that **** ain't about it
How you like it? How you want it?
Forty two, let me pour it, let me see it
Let me touch it, let me lick it
Yeah I'm on it
Hey let a pussy **** stress you
Get a side ****, gotta lie with you
Never catch you in that wide self
And it hurt, **** and they feelings hurt
Shawty take my number, send a text
I'll help you get away
He don't treat you right, do he shawty
Right, do he shawty
You could be the right **** shawty
Hey could see the wife and you shawty
You could be the right **** shawty
Hey me when he leave you all alone
Hit me when that **** hangin at home
Hey can hit me when he leave you all alone
Hit me when that **** hangin at home
Shawty put a post on the gram
Said she tired, she ain't fuckin with a man
Ay why I pull up on these hoes and a lamb
Like you lookin for that ****, here I am
Wait a minute, let's go
Pay attention, listen up, here's your lesson
Stop wasting good pussy on these peasants
Get a **** that'll treat you like a diva
Like a trophy when he see it
Got Chanel on a bag and a sneaker
Ay me when that **** ain't at home
Let me pop up, I could fuck you when he gone
Ay could see the wife in you baby
You could be the right **** lady
He don't treat you right, do he shawty
You could be the right **** shawty
Ay could see the wife in you shawty
You could be the right **** shawty
Ay me when he leave you all alone
Hit me when that **** hangin at home
Ay can hit me when he leave you all alone
Hit me when that **** hangin at home
Girl you been fuckin with these ****
That be insecure
Fell in love with the stars and the rain
From man blowin her up and she just ignored
Uh on a necklace made her throw away that juicy guitar
These hoes chosen disrespected
Know that pussy it was never yours
Uh ain't gon' turn you out
Uh ain't gon' turn you out
Uh don't treat you right, do he shawty
Right, do he shawty
You could be the right **** shawty
Ay could see the wife in you shawty
You could be the right **** shawty
Ay me when he leave you all alone
Hit me when that **** hangin at home
Ay can hit me when he leave you all alone
Hit me when that **** hangin at home
Written by: Jermaine Coleman
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