Yea
Uh
I'm tryna show you I'm better
Who else giving you the dick?
Even when you mad
Even when you fed up
Who else tell you keep your head up?
Kept you motivated
Go and get your bread up
Who else gonna call ya phone?
When you feeling sad
When you feeling setup
Know that you never alone
If you feel me baby sing along
But the other niggas they don't know
That you really my personal hoe
That you really personal slut
Like let me hit it from the back
Talk about ya day after while we smoke
And I told you keep it on the low
Don't nobody gotta know about what we do
You know how that go
Shawty sayin' that it's cool but she overthinking got her looking froze
She was telling all her friends how the dick was fire
They was like I know
I know she felt it in her soul
(Soul)
You was moving wocky now you cold
Why you had to go and break the code
Looking all up in my text messages
Now you thinking that I am a hoe
I be moving slizzy yea I know
Feel like cash and chow I'm moving bold
I only do this for you
F*ck them other bitches know they really lame
Tryna' eat ya pussy like it's soul food
After I'm done got me licking the plate
I'm tryna' f*ck you on a plane mile high club we goin away
Or I can f*ck you on a boat feel the titanic crashing in your waves
Me and you really the same
That's why I want you to stay
Know we both nasty ain't shit gotta change
You don't even gotta lie picture life without me shit a different lane
(You don't even gotta lie picture life without me shit a different lane)
(Yea you know shit really lame)
Yea
I'm tryna show you I'm better
Who else giving you the dick?
Even when you mad
Even when you fed up
Who else tell you keep your head up?
Kept you motivated
Go and get your bread up
Who else gonna call ya phone?
When you feeling sad
When you feeling setup
Know that you never alone
If you feel me baby sing along
But the other niggas they don't know
That you really my personal hoe
That you really personal slut
Like let me hit it from the back
Talk about ya day after while we smoke
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Yea
Uh
I'm tryna show you I'm better
Who else giving you the dick?
Even when you mad
Even when you fed up
Who else tell you keep your head up?
Kept you motivated
Go and get your bread up
Who else gonna call ya phone?
When you feeling sad
When you feeling setup
Know that you never alone
If you feel me baby sing along
But the other niggas they don't know
That you really my personal hoe
That you really personal slut
Like let me hit it from the back
Talk about ya day after while we smoke
And I told you keep it on the low
Don't nobody gotta know about what we do
You know how that go
Shawty sayin' that it's cool but she overthinking got her looking froze
She was telling all her friends how the dick was fire
They was like I know
I know she felt it in her soul
(Soul)
You was moving wocky now you cold
Why you had to go and break the code
Looking all up in my text messages
Now you thinking that I am a hoe
I be moving slizzy yea I know
Feel like cash and chow I'm moving bold
I only do this for you
F*ck them other bitches know they really lame
Tryna' eat ya pussy like it's soul food
After I'm done got me licking the plate
I'm tryna' f*ck you on a plane mile high club we goin away
Or I can f*ck you on a boat feel the titanic crashing in your waves
Me and you really the same
That's why I want you to stay
Know we both nasty ain't shit gotta change
You don't even gotta lie picture life without me shit a different lane
(You don't even gotta lie picture life without me shit a different lane)
(Yea you know shit really lame)
Yea
I'm tryna show you I'm better
Who else giving you the dick?
Even when you mad
Even when you fed up
Who else tell you keep your head up?
Kept you motivated
Go and get your bread up
Who else gonna call ya phone?
When you feeling sad
When you feeling setup
Know that you never alone
If you feel me baby sing along
But the other niggas they don't know
That you really my personal hoe
That you really personal slut
Like let me hit it from the back
Talk about ya day after while we smoke
Uh
I'm tryna show you I'm better
Who else giving you the dick?
Even when you mad
Even when you fed up
Who else tell you keep your head up?
Kept you motivated
Go and get your bread up
Who else gonna call ya phone?
When you feeling sad
When you feeling setup
Know that you never alone
If you feel me baby sing along
But the other niggas they don't know
That you really my personal hoe
That you really personal slut
Like let me hit it from the back
Talk about ya day after while we smoke
And I told you keep it on the low
Don't nobody gotta know about what we do
You know how that go
Shawty sayin' that it's cool but she overthinking got her looking froze
She was telling all her friends how the dick was fire
They was like I know
I know she felt it in her soul
(Soul)
You was moving wocky now you cold
Why you had to go and break the code
Looking all up in my text messages
Now you thinking that I am a hoe
I be moving slizzy yea I know
Feel like cash and chow I'm moving bold
I only do this for you
F*ck them other bitches know they really lame
Tryna' eat ya pussy like it's soul food
After I'm done got me licking the plate
I'm tryna' f*ck you on a plane mile high club we goin away
Or I can f*ck you on a boat feel the titanic crashing in your waves
Me and you really the same
That's why I want you to stay
Know we both nasty ain't shit gotta change
You don't even gotta lie picture life without me shit a different lane
(You don't even gotta lie picture life without me shit a different lane)
(Yea you know shit really lame)
Yea
I'm tryna show you I'm better
Who else giving you the dick?
Even when you mad
Even when you fed up
Who else tell you keep your head up?
Kept you motivated
Go and get your bread up
Who else gonna call ya phone?
When you feeling sad
When you feeling setup
Know that you never alone
If you feel me baby sing along
But the other niggas they don't know
That you really my personal hoe
That you really personal slut
Like let me hit it from the back
Talk about ya day after while we smoke
Writer: Kendel Parker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid