What up though
Awe yea
He out of town huh
Ima be through there tonight
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
Every weekend she be creeping wit me wanna leave
Down at Gucci she be cashing for me shopping sprees
I asked her why you wanna spend his money all on me
She told me baby don't you worry bout expensive fees
Ima take her to the crib & get her on her knees
Ain't f*cking wit Telly's she only do Airbnb's
She pick up the phone when he call & tell him that she sleep
And after that she wanna cook for me it's time to eat
What we having baby
She made me a steak
Glass of the ace
Came wit the plate
On some boss shit
She my lil boss bitch
She more then a side chick
Together we coolin
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
Who the f*ck does he think he be playing, He really just playing himself
I pick up his calls when I'm bored
That's cuz he be bringing that check
No Name, saved under scam likely
I'm karma that must come round
He cheating, I'm cheating we creeping, set meetings to fly out of town
Don't want em, you keep em, all you sis
So phone calls or pull ups are useless
Insisted he went home last night
You kissed em and tasted my juices
No beef I only want bread
Yeah the dick is a plus that I get
But this ain't the first, nor will be the last, how soon these bitches forget
These nikkas ain't shyt and for everybody, running behind wanting everybody
No man bashing cuz I ain't got time, to busy to stress bouta side hobby
No panties he come be my zaddy
You argue and take him for granted
They love getting hooked like a attic
I send him back home so don't panic
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
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What up though
Awe yea
He out of town huh
Ima be through there tonight
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
Every weekend she be creeping wit me wanna leave
Down at Gucci she be cashing for me shopping sprees
I asked her why you wanna spend his money all on me
She told me baby don't you worry bout expensive fees
Ima take her to the crib & get her on her knees
Ain't f*cking wit Telly's she only do Airbnb's
She pick up the phone when he call & tell him that she sleep
And after that she wanna cook for me it's time to eat
What we having baby
She made me a steak
Glass of the ace
Came wit the plate
On some boss shit
She my lil boss bitch
She more then a side chick
Together we coolin
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
Who the f*ck does he think he be playing, He really just playing himself
I pick up his calls when I'm bored
That's cuz he be bringing that check
No Name, saved under scam likely
I'm karma that must come round
He cheating, I'm cheating we creeping, set meetings to fly out of town
Don't want em, you keep em, all you sis
So phone calls or pull ups are useless
Insisted he went home last night
You kissed em and tasted my juices
No beef I only want bread
Yeah the dick is a plus that I get
But this ain't the first, nor will be the last, how soon these bitches forget
These nikkas ain't shyt and for everybody, running behind wanting everybody
No man bashing cuz I ain't got time, to busy to stress bouta side hobby
No panties he come be my zaddy
You argue and take him for granted
They love getting hooked like a attic
I send him back home so don't panic
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
Awe yea
He out of town huh
Ima be through there tonight
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
Every weekend she be creeping wit me wanna leave
Down at Gucci she be cashing for me shopping sprees
I asked her why you wanna spend his money all on me
She told me baby don't you worry bout expensive fees
Ima take her to the crib & get her on her knees
Ain't f*cking wit Telly's she only do Airbnb's
She pick up the phone when he call & tell him that she sleep
And after that she wanna cook for me it's time to eat
What we having baby
She made me a steak
Glass of the ace
Came wit the plate
On some boss shit
She my lil boss bitch
She more then a side chick
Together we coolin
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
Who the f*ck does he think he be playing, He really just playing himself
I pick up his calls when I'm bored
That's cuz he be bringing that check
No Name, saved under scam likely
I'm karma that must come round
He cheating, I'm cheating we creeping, set meetings to fly out of town
Don't want em, you keep em, all you sis
So phone calls or pull ups are useless
Insisted he went home last night
You kissed em and tasted my juices
No beef I only want bread
Yeah the dick is a plus that I get
But this ain't the first, nor will be the last, how soon these bitches forget
These nikkas ain't shyt and for everybody, running behind wanting everybody
No man bashing cuz I ain't got time, to busy to stress bouta side hobby
No panties he come be my zaddy
You argue and take him for granted
They love getting hooked like a attic
I send him back home so don't panic
She got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
And i got a Bitch
But we keep it playa
These feelings ain't shit
Yea she got a man
Say he don't do shit like me
Can't run up a sack like me
That nigga don't act like me
But she got a man
Writer: Nicolas Lambert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid