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Isymoose - Reason Lyrics



Isymoose - Reason Lyrics
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(Ohh)
Yall gave me a reason
To be honest I feel like we got no meaning
And if you think i'm coming back, bitch keep on dreaming
Bet if you ever do come back its for the weekend
I guarantee you I could leave that pussy leakin
And tell lil mama if I ever say it best believe it
Nigga we ain't with no bullshit we gon leave them niggas tweakin
Shawty you ain't really for me I can tell that you just fienin'
I mean I went out my way to make you feel like never working
I ain't mean to be a player, I ain't mean to leave you hurting
When i'm deep up in that pussy it feel like a nigga surfing
So for me to give you love it gon be like a nigga serving
Shawty you aint gotta lie no more I knew you wasn't swerving
Kick her to the curb in
Time to put this work in
Nigga we don't know you
Why the f*ck you always lurking?
Posted on my gram, i'm tryna tell her it aint worth it
Bitch I knew you was a thot I shoulda known this wasnt working
And I know i'm on your mind with all this money that we earning
Say you addicted to drugs
And i'm your drug, aint it concerning?
And my niggas like some vultures, on your block you'll see em circling
Niggas known to hit your block, make you believe like you converting
Aint no signals when we turning
In yo lame
You a lame
Aint no games, we still burning
And my chain make you feel a way be honest
In my brain, im insane
Niggas lucky I aint on it
But f*ck that lets get right back
What happened to that thot? I bet she coming right back
These bitches hit my line I never ever right back
But I aint got no choice I gotta keep it like that
Lil bitch just arch your body keep your booty like that
And my new bitch she Somali, and she do me like that
Bitch I could meet you at that party if you knew my like that
But I aint into taking Percocets and mollies like that
Bitch you was never in my radar
And f*ck that pussy nigga in yo major
And since I cant be whitchu, bitch i'll be your greatest hater
See you later
I thought I said im all about my paper?
And go see where you man is cuz we aint got time to cater to you bitches
We aint got time to cuddle with you bitches
I gotta clear my mind up, cuz im fed up whitchu bitches
Way to the riches
I gotta find my way, way to the riches
I gotta keep on cooking whippin dough up in the kithcen Ahh
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(Ohh)
Yall gave me a reason
To be honest I feel like we got no meaning
And if you think i'm coming back, bitch keep on dreaming
Bet if you ever do come back its for the weekend
I guarantee you I could leave that pussy leakin
And tell lil mama if I ever say it best believe it
Nigga we ain't with no bullshit we gon leave them niggas tweakin
Shawty you ain't really for me I can tell that you just fienin'
I mean I went out my way to make you feel like never working
I ain't mean to be a player, I ain't mean to leave you hurting
When i'm deep up in that pussy it feel like a nigga surfing
So for me to give you love it gon be like a nigga serving
Shawty you aint gotta lie no more I knew you wasn't swerving
Kick her to the curb in
Time to put this work in
Nigga we don't know you
Why the f*ck you always lurking?
Posted on my gram, i'm tryna tell her it aint worth it
Bitch I knew you was a thot I shoulda known this wasnt working
And I know i'm on your mind with all this money that we earning
Say you addicted to drugs
And i'm your drug, aint it concerning?
And my niggas like some vultures, on your block you'll see em circling
Niggas known to hit your block, make you believe like you converting
Aint no signals when we turning
In yo lame
You a lame
Aint no games, we still burning
And my chain make you feel a way be honest
In my brain, im insane
Niggas lucky I aint on it
But f*ck that lets get right back
What happened to that thot? I bet she coming right back
These bitches hit my line I never ever right back
But I aint got no choice I gotta keep it like that
Lil bitch just arch your body keep your booty like that
And my new bitch she Somali, and she do me like that
Bitch I could meet you at that party if you knew my like that
But I aint into taking Percocets and mollies like that
Bitch you was never in my radar
And f*ck that pussy nigga in yo major
And since I cant be whitchu, bitch i'll be your greatest hater
See you later
I thought I said im all about my paper?
And go see where you man is cuz we aint got time to cater to you bitches
We aint got time to cuddle with you bitches
I gotta clear my mind up, cuz im fed up whitchu bitches
Way to the riches
I gotta find my way, way to the riches
I gotta keep on cooking whippin dough up in the kithcen Ahh
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Writer: Isy Moose
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Language: English
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Written by: Isy Moose

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