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Irate - Doubt Lyrics



Irate - Doubt Lyrics
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Oooh
Baby when your filled with doubt
Baby when you cant find out
Just hit me up
I don't really know right now
I don't really know right now
I'm out of luck...
Babygirl you know what its bout
Babygirl don't u pout
Lets come and f*ck
Just my luck come round
We go out of town and vibe
You know I'm down..
Come round drive round town
Two hors but naked dressed in an all black sex coats
Baby I'm liked Cleveland Brown
Started from the bottom and I moved
Cuz I'm next up
So baby whatsup
What's on your mind
Call me when you got the time
Your mine
Babygirl don't be shy
Just call my line
So baby whatsup
What's on your mind
Call me when you got the time
Your mine
Babygirl don't be shy
Just call my line
Oooh
Baby when your filled with doubt
Baby when you cant find out
Just hit me up
I don't really know right now
I don't really know right now
I'm out of luck...
I'm lost and confused without you
I don't know what to do with your attitude
This shit get confusing yeah
When I'm wit you no losing yeah
We can chill at the night sky
Baby we can smoke gas and get high
You know that I need you by my side
Yeah you my ride or die
You would go down for a lie yeah
And baby do not lie to me
You know I need you there with me
Me and you make good recipes
Keep it up
Babygirl go fast yeah speed it up
You know that we pull up in that Bentley truck
Real automatics don't give no f*cks
Don't give no f*cks
It's me and you together yeah yeah
We don't care bout nobody else
We doing our own thing
Stay in our own lane we don't change
Yeah we don't change
Smoking on this Mary Jane
Yeah get me up up out my ways
Up out my ways
You been here through them rainy days
Huh
Yeah them rainy days
You been right here through them rainy days
Them rainy days
Hmm them rainy days
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Oooh
Baby when your filled with doubt
Baby when you cant find out
Just hit me up
I don't really know right now
I don't really know right now
I'm out of luck...
Babygirl you know what its bout
Babygirl don't u pout
Lets come and f*ck
Just my luck come round
We go out of town and vibe
You know I'm down..
Come round drive round town
Two hors but naked dressed in an all black sex coats
Baby I'm liked Cleveland Brown
Started from the bottom and I moved
Cuz I'm next up
So baby whatsup
What's on your mind
Call me when you got the time
Your mine
Babygirl don't be shy
Just call my line
So baby whatsup
What's on your mind
Call me when you got the time
Your mine
Babygirl don't be shy
Just call my line
Oooh
Baby when your filled with doubt
Baby when you cant find out
Just hit me up
I don't really know right now
I don't really know right now
I'm out of luck...
I'm lost and confused without you
I don't know what to do with your attitude
This shit get confusing yeah
When I'm wit you no losing yeah
We can chill at the night sky
Baby we can smoke gas and get high
You know that I need you by my side
Yeah you my ride or die
You would go down for a lie yeah
And baby do not lie to me
You know I need you there with me
Me and you make good recipes
Keep it up
Babygirl go fast yeah speed it up
You know that we pull up in that Bentley truck
Real automatics don't give no f*cks
Don't give no f*cks
It's me and you together yeah yeah
We don't care bout nobody else
We doing our own thing
Stay in our own lane we don't change
Yeah we don't change
Smoking on this Mary Jane
Yeah get me up up out my ways
Up out my ways
You been here through them rainy days
Huh
Yeah them rainy days
You been right here through them rainy days
Them rainy days
Hmm them rainy days
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Writer: Christopher Bodiford, Jeffrey Adams, Linden Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Irate
Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: Christopher Bodiford, Jeffrey Adams, Linden Hill

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