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I'm no longer picking pieces That's some weak shit You say you want me Can you keep me? I need me an independent ten Something like gigi Holla if you read me I put you on my cc And I'm living sweet sweet Believe me I know you want me The question is can you keep me? I need me a book smart baddie Who's on some freak shit Holla if you read me I put you on my cc Yeah I've had a couple barbies who were all about the sex I had a couple omo mummies too Lest I forget I caught onе IJGB that had me obsessed Had to put all my mеmories of her in a box to the left She's back in the UK and I'm upset Cos my next shawty didn't have no patience for baby steps Chai But I'd rather be single with no regrets Dodging all of these bullets is for the best I'm not your Romeo But I'm husband material Better hold me o I'm trying to get to 30 b like obo She said if she knew better Then she wouldn't let me go Oh oh I'm no longer picking pieces That's some weak shit You say you want me Can you keep me I need me an independent ten Something like gigi Holla if you read me I put you on my cc And I'm living sweet sweet Believe me I know you want me The question is can you keep me I need me a street smart baddie Who's on some freak shit Holla if you read me I put you on my cc I got this ex telling her friends that she's with omah lay Lucky nigga Man that kitty was chop and come again Fast forward Few months She dey knock for my gate I guess it's safe to say she didn't go out with omah lay Or did she? Okay na play I dey play I want a baddie wey no go pick wizkid call for my sake I told my sister and she laughed She say na there you go dey Okay But I'll tell these girls straight up from the first date Babe I'm not your Romeo But I'm husband material Better hold me o I'm trying to get to thirty b like obo She said if she knew better Then she wouldn't let me go Oh oh I'm not your Romeo But I'm husband material Better hold me o I'm trying to get to 30 b like obo She said if she knew better Then she wouldn't let me go Oh oh I'm no longer picking pieces That's some weak shit You say you want me Can you keep me I need me an independent ten Something like gigi Holla if you read me I put you on my cc And I'm living sweet sweet Believe me I know you want me The question is can you keep me I need me a book smart baddie Who's on some freak shit Do you read me? Do you copy? Focus
Writer(s): Ebuka Ntamere Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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