How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
I Mix Nation Fr
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
I put myself in situations I ain't have to, almost drove myself nuts like a cashew
Trying to be a player, Bill Bellamy, something kept telling me, don't do it, you gone miss blessings, achoo
All I was thinking bout was getting at you, and I was trying to see what that mouth do
Not caring who get hurt like a boo boo, it was all bout me
It was all bout Cee, and if she wanna kick it, I'm wit it, I was just probably trying to hit it
Didn't even tell em I had somebody, I ain't really think it was none of they business
I apologize, I was dead wrong, myself said you know you need to head home
I was thinking wit the wrong head, ended in the wrong bed, seen me wit my lady, she text and said (damn)
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
It's crazy how I keep giving you multiple chances to fumble me
But how you do me like that out of everybody nigga
Like I ain't been the one ride for you
Like I ain't almost f*ck around and die for you
You really ain't shit
Uh, it's almost 3 o clock in the morning, baby where you been
F*ck it shit I know just when you going
Back to that hoe house, might as well roll out
I ain't got time to keep beating your ass bout the same old bitch
You can't make your mind up, well ima do it for you then (f*ck)
Wonder how it feel when she was on top f*cking you
Did you think about me, or me loving you
Did you think bout all the times I would comfort you
When you was on your dick, and you and have shit
You know I ain't cut like none of these bitches
I'll f*ck around cut me one of these bitches
I done drop tears for last time, I done gave a pussy nigga my last dime
Boy I'm so over you, can not be close to you
Don't won't you next to me bitches keep texting me, tired of stressing me
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
I thought we were in love
Oh baby
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How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
I Mix Nation Fr
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
I put myself in situations I ain't have to, almost drove myself nuts like a cashew
Trying to be a player, Bill Bellamy, something kept telling me, don't do it, you gone miss blessings, achoo
All I was thinking bout was getting at you, and I was trying to see what that mouth do
Not caring who get hurt like a boo boo, it was all bout me
It was all bout Cee, and if she wanna kick it, I'm wit it, I was just probably trying to hit it
Didn't even tell em I had somebody, I ain't really think it was none of they business
I apologize, I was dead wrong, myself said you know you need to head home
I was thinking wit the wrong head, ended in the wrong bed, seen me wit my lady, she text and said (damn)
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
It's crazy how I keep giving you multiple chances to fumble me
But how you do me like that out of everybody nigga
Like I ain't been the one ride for you
Like I ain't almost f*ck around and die for you
You really ain't shit
Uh, it's almost 3 o clock in the morning, baby where you been
F*ck it shit I know just when you going
Back to that hoe house, might as well roll out
I ain't got time to keep beating your ass bout the same old bitch
You can't make your mind up, well ima do it for you then (f*ck)
Wonder how it feel when she was on top f*cking you
Did you think about me, or me loving you
Did you think bout all the times I would comfort you
When you was on your dick, and you and have shit
You know I ain't cut like none of these bitches
I'll f*ck around cut me one of these bitches
I done drop tears for last time, I done gave a pussy nigga my last dime
Boy I'm so over you, can not be close to you
Don't won't you next to me bitches keep texting me, tired of stressing me
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
I thought we were in love
Oh baby
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
I Mix Nation Fr
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
I put myself in situations I ain't have to, almost drove myself nuts like a cashew
Trying to be a player, Bill Bellamy, something kept telling me, don't do it, you gone miss blessings, achoo
All I was thinking bout was getting at you, and I was trying to see what that mouth do
Not caring who get hurt like a boo boo, it was all bout me
It was all bout Cee, and if she wanna kick it, I'm wit it, I was just probably trying to hit it
Didn't even tell em I had somebody, I ain't really think it was none of they business
I apologize, I was dead wrong, myself said you know you need to head home
I was thinking wit the wrong head, ended in the wrong bed, seen me wit my lady, she text and said (damn)
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
It's crazy how I keep giving you multiple chances to fumble me
But how you do me like that out of everybody nigga
Like I ain't been the one ride for you
Like I ain't almost f*ck around and die for you
You really ain't shit
Uh, it's almost 3 o clock in the morning, baby where you been
F*ck it shit I know just when you going
Back to that hoe house, might as well roll out
I ain't got time to keep beating your ass bout the same old bitch
You can't make your mind up, well ima do it for you then (f*ck)
Wonder how it feel when she was on top f*cking you
Did you think about me, or me loving you
Did you think bout all the times I would comfort you
When you was on your dick, and you and have shit
You know I ain't cut like none of these bitches
I'll f*ck around cut me one of these bitches
I done drop tears for last time, I done gave a pussy nigga my last dime
Boy I'm so over you, can not be close to you
Don't won't you next to me bitches keep texting me, tired of stressing me
How could you do that to me
How could you waste my time
When you ain't even mine
Ooouuuh
How could you do that to me
I thought we were in love
Oh baby
Writer: Karina Rickard, Corey Rhodes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid