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Yeah Aye, oh I'm sitting in my room And I'm thinking 'bout you I'm all out of prescriptions But you still mess up my head They say ring-around-a-rosie Don't put rings on none these hoes You got me in and outta focus girl You gotta feel like you're famous Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause you don't make me feel Like I'm worth it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Girl you make me feel like Bae, bae, bae We'll shake it, though Aint gonna start, imma stay low And my bad little thing call me Baby Gold Ben-kay aye all day yo' I'm really up here from the grazy area Suicidal cars, yeah I'm dandy day Pulling in my Bape, yeah got paid today Posed for myself and I play okay None of this shit don't matter to me No lovey dovey life, yeah I pull up a C-bill Everyone cheat what can I believe hoe? Just some other shit I'll never believe though Who believed them 'fore the fame? Who believed them 'fore the main came? Can't make a dime go, hunnid ways to change from Lent two a hunnid in a year, that's change right I'm sitting in my room And I'm thinking 'bout you I'm all out of prescriptions But you still mess up my head They say ring-around-a-rosie Don't put rings on none these hoes You got me in and outta focus girl You gotta feel like you're famous Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause you don't make me feel Like I'm worth it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Girl you make me feel like Gimme that OG love so sweet Have a nigga reminiscing for days (Yeah) Gimme that OG love so sweet Make a nigga wanna go out my way for you Thought I'd bring peace to my mind Everytime that I can't think right And I can't cope Can't light the flame with no candle Let her string along with no plan though To an intimate village And she move too militant She be my strength and a high, uh Elevation and my ride Everytime I'm at the door I come inside, uh She got the ignition and drive, uh Independent with her glide, uh Know me well and know my size, uh She Nobel with the prize Make me fly out my window like Peter Pan Way I play with the pussy make Peta dance Way we raising our bar I don't think the same Might just dip on the scene like I'm Killer Cam Hit the corner we kissing and touching She lusting We be ethnic 'cause we always fuckin' But we know we don't want no discussion So no fussin', let's just skip to us'ing I'm sitting in my room And I'm thinking 'bout you I'm all out of prescriptions But you still mess up my head They say ring-around-a-rosie Don't put rings on none these hoes You got me in and outta focus girl You gotta feel like you're famous Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause you don't make me feel Like I'm worth it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Girl you make me feel like (Shit)
Writer(s): D'anthony Carlos, Michael Bocanegra, Mike Dupree, Terrance Rowe, Tavon D Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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