制作
出演艺人
Oba Rowland
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作曲和作词
Oba Rowland
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歌词
How you get over a bitch
Well you get a new bitch
Took a real shot at love
But Cupid you missed
All the time I spent on you
I coulda put on my wrist
I can’t see me drop a tear
Under these Cartier lens
How you get over a bitch
Well you get a new bitch
Tryna stay loyal to you
I been dodging yo friends
Before I seen us come apart
I though we’d come matching Benz’s
I can’t see me drop a tear
Under these Cartier lens
Verse I:
Can’t see a tear drop from
Under these Cartier lenses
Keep on blaming me for crimes
You ain’t go no forensics
Got me jumping through hoops
You must think imma gymnast
How you think you good for me
You ain’t got good Intentions
Why you lying to yourself
Like you something you not
Thought it was til Death do us part
How you go against God
Who put them diamonds on yo face
Like you signed to the Roc
Who put them commas in yo safe
That I got from the block….
How u let that bum ass ****
Come In between us?
Left me at my lowest
Now look how I done cleaned up
I kept it G to the T
For more than 25 reasons
Never leave good ****
Before his season
Hook:
How you get over a bitch
Well you get a new bitch
Took a real shot at love
But Cupid you missed
All the time I spent on you
I coulda put on my wrist
I can’t see me drop a tear
Under these Cartier lens
How you get over a bitch
Well you get a new bitch
Tryna stay loyal to you
I been dodging yo friends
Before I seen us come apart
I though we’d come matching Benz’s
I can’t see me drop a tear
Under these Cartier lens
Verse II.
I tell the truth, but when I do
You think I’m too arrogant
When u lie that mean you scared
And we don’t do scary shit
Heard yo new **** a fan
He so Embarrassing
Diamonds in my mouth
I’ll make a tooth fairy rich
Bitch.
I’m the man. And I’m staying it.
All this weight that I carry
The things that black men inherit
Went from strangers to lovers
Went from Loves to parents
Though we was supposed I get married
Now I’m singing like Mary.
Crazy,
Certain things you can’t take back
I ain’t shoot my shot at nobody
Not guilty like Asap
Thought the love that we had was Big
Girl were yo faith at?
Once that trauma on my mind
It’s gone be hard to erase that
Written by: Brook Oba Rowland
