Where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love or lust or fake boobs
Cry me a river then build me a bridge
I don't even know where I met the bitch
All I know I got pics of her big ol' tits
I hit her up, and now she throw it back to sit on this dick
What a dumb shit
I must've been
To keep lusting
I said, f*ck this
Yeah, I'm wanting a little more
Than just another little ho
A body that go for show
For anybody with dough
She sent me a link to her OnlyFans
Hold the phone oh no I'm not the only man
No go low blow no more to have
Piss poor with her morals I ain't holding her hand
Now she send the blame through
Yeah I'm to blame too
The difference is I know where I aim to
The difference is I can talk and make do
You carry a lot of weight more than your fake boobs
Where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love or lust or fake boobs
I said never again but I gave a chance
Catching flights not feelings on my way to France
Done thinking with the head that's inside my pants
Done letting shit go need to take a stand
Real love is what I want
But is that what I need
See is that even for me
I think I might just need to breathe
She left me way open like a wide receiver
Then I went to the booth and I caught the fever
Parlays in the penthouse out to Caesars
Forgot about the hoe I was rolling reefer
Dirty bitch never acting her proper
Out to pitch her I had to crop her
Pilot AUX I was in the chopper
I'm taking off I wish that I could drop her
Where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love, or lust, or fake boobs
AUX - Chick Like You Lyrics
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Where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love or lust or fake boobs
Cry me a river then build me a bridge
I don't even know where I met the bitch
All I know I got pics of her big ol' tits
I hit her up, and now she throw it back to sit on this dick
What a dumb shit
I must've been
To keep lusting
I said, f*ck this
Yeah, I'm wanting a little more
Than just another little ho
A body that go for show
For anybody with dough
She sent me a link to her OnlyFans
Hold the phone oh no I'm not the only man
No go low blow no more to have
Piss poor with her morals I ain't holding her hand
Now she send the blame through
Yeah I'm to blame too
The difference is I know where I aim to
The difference is I can talk and make do
You carry a lot of weight more than your fake boobs
Where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love or lust or fake boobs
I said never again but I gave a chance
Catching flights not feelings on my way to France
Done thinking with the head that's inside my pants
Done letting shit go need to take a stand
Real love is what I want
But is that what I need
See is that even for me
I think I might just need to breathe
She left me way open like a wide receiver
Then I went to the booth and I caught the fever
Parlays in the penthouse out to Caesars
Forgot about the hoe I was rolling reefer
Dirty bitch never acting her proper
Out to pitch her I had to crop her
Pilot AUX I was in the chopper
I'm taking off I wish that I could drop her
Where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love, or lust, or fake boobs
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love or lust or fake boobs
Cry me a river then build me a bridge
I don't even know where I met the bitch
All I know I got pics of her big ol' tits
I hit her up, and now she throw it back to sit on this dick
What a dumb shit
I must've been
To keep lusting
I said, f*ck this
Yeah, I'm wanting a little more
Than just another little ho
A body that go for show
For anybody with dough
She sent me a link to her OnlyFans
Hold the phone oh no I'm not the only man
No go low blow no more to have
Piss poor with her morals I ain't holding her hand
Now she send the blame through
Yeah I'm to blame too
The difference is I know where I aim to
The difference is I can talk and make do
You carry a lot of weight more than your fake boobs
Where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love or lust or fake boobs
I said never again but I gave a chance
Catching flights not feelings on my way to France
Done thinking with the head that's inside my pants
Done letting shit go need to take a stand
Real love is what I want
But is that what I need
See is that even for me
I think I might just need to breathe
She left me way open like a wide receiver
Then I went to the booth and I caught the fever
Parlays in the penthouse out to Caesars
Forgot about the hoe I was rolling reefer
Dirty bitch never acting her proper
Out to pitch her I had to crop her
Pilot AUX I was in the chopper
I'm taking off I wish that I could drop her
Where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
That ass back she threw
But she could never talk things through
I said, where did I lose
To have to meet a bitch like you
I'm deciding what I should choose
Is it real love, or lust, or fake boobs
Writer: Tanner Bushaw
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid