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(What you thinking, Cris?) Yeah How did you fly to Jamaica? I know you didn't pay for that ticket Over 10k in Bottega Just tell me who money you spending Is this from a n*gga you actually like? Or is this from a n*gga you trickin'? Matter of fact, you ain't even my woman, so handle your business If you cheating on him when you hanging with me Tell me, how could I trust you? Baby, I cannot lie, I fuck with your vibe, but I cannot cuff you You so tired of sex without feelings You just want a n*gga to love you But these n*ggas is players I can have multiple women at once and won't nobody care If you got multiple n*ggas at once then they call you hoe It ain't fair You want the little things You want the flowers and compliments on your new hair Damn, when it come to commitment, I start to get scared Posting them quotes on your story I know that you secretly crying for help You need someone to hold you Going outside with your friends will not make you more happy I told you Not a regular girl, if you fuck with a lame, then he might expose you So you finna fuck with the same n*ggas in the industry You know that the industry small and these n*ggas got talk So your options are limiting I'm in Miami tonight, if you free, come and visit me You be looking so sexy whenever you talk to me I get distracted from listening Damn, you so thick when you walk Every step that you take, it be jiggling Why she so crazy? I don't understand it I promise I didn't even hit once The more you get richer, the women get thicker It get even harder to pick one Her body is typical, workouts is minimal She hit the gym just to show it off Her surgeon be working, her body be serving He put her to sleep and start going off, huh If you cheating on him when you hanging with me Tell me, how could I trust you? Baby, I cannot lie, I fuck with your vibe, but I cannot cuff you You so tired of sex without feelings You just want a n*gga to love you But these n*ggas is players I can have multiple women at once and won't nobody care If you got multiple n*ggas at once then they call you hoe It ain't fair You want the little things You want the flowers and compliments on your new hair Damn, when it come to commitment, I start to get scared How did you fly to Jamaica? I know you didn't pay for that ticket Over 10k in Bottega Just tell me who money you spending Is this from a n*gga you actually like? Or is this from a n*gga you trickin'? Matter of fact, you ain't even my woman, so handle your business
Writer(s): Darryl Dwayne Jr Granberry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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