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Stan - Learning You Lyrics



Stan - Learning You Lyrics




Stop wait a minute
You still got my heart and i hate it
How can you be so unsure about us
Girl F*ck you
I'm a player yea is true but i change my game for you
Man ain about to play theses games

Tell me what you on , the streets or my home
Yeen gotta text me just call me on my phone
Wanna sit here with your fans or with me up on this throne
If it ain't i do then baby no i don't

Feeling like November something bout to fall to night
I bout to leave you shook, shaking like a Harlem night
Or maybe this October hollows gotta soul to tie
You can get a shot for every time you done told a lie
Forreal
This how i feel, I just wanna kill ,
Heard you got a ice box , i ain got no chill
Showed me all your scars and you never let em heal

Had you on the block with me, how you wanna build this
It was your potential baby don't be on that weird shyt
Crying like you feel shyt, acting like you real sick
Showed you something real when you didn't know what real is
Goofy ass guess I'm goofy with you
Made you feel comfortable ain force the issue
F*ck around with them f*ck arounds ain f*cking witchu
I'm turning all these other woman down Kuz they ain't f*cking witchu

What you doing to me , i can't let you ruin me
I'm just learning you observing all ya foolery
Ghetto and she boujie , shawty is a movie
Im guessing time had tell farewell to you and me

Tell me what you on , the streets or my home
Yeen gotta text me just call me on my phone
Wanna sit here with your fans or with me up on this throne
If it ain't i do then baby no i don't

Feeling like November something bout to fall to night
I bout to leave you shook, shaking like a Harlem night
Or maybe this October hollows gotta soul to tie
You can get a shot for every time you done told a lie

You don't want me leaving , but you giving every reason
Why you so offended when we talking you don't listen
Trynna lock you down so i gave up on my defense
You had to make it odd so i had to get us even

Girl you something Lie to me for nothing
Head full of ZA i need a little substance
Open up my heart to you can you put your trust in
Are you here for love or you the one to lust with

Tell me what you on , the streets or my home
Yeen gotta text me just call me on my phone
Wanna sit here with your fans or with me up on this throne
If it ain't i do then baby no i don't

Feeling like November something bout to fall to night
I bout to leave you shook, shaking like a Harlem night
Or maybe this October hollows gotta soul to tie
You can get a shot for every time you done told a lie
Forreal
This how i feel, I just wanna kill ,
Heard you got a ice box , i ain got no chill
Showed me all your scars and you never let em heal

Can't help how i feel
I ain't got no chill
I'm just learning you
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Stop wait a minute
You still got my heart and i hate it
How can you be so unsure about us
Girl F*ck you
I'm a player yea is true but i change my game for you
Man ain about to play theses games

Tell me what you on , the streets or my home
Yeen gotta text me just call me on my phone
Wanna sit here with your fans or with me up on this throne
If it ain't i do then baby no i don't

Feeling like November something bout to fall to night
I bout to leave you shook, shaking like a Harlem night
Or maybe this October hollows gotta soul to tie
You can get a shot for every time you done told a lie
Forreal
This how i feel, I just wanna kill ,
Heard you got a ice box , i ain got no chill
Showed me all your scars and you never let em heal

Had you on the block with me, how you wanna build this
It was your potential baby don't be on that weird shyt
Crying like you feel shyt, acting like you real sick
Showed you something real when you didn't know what real is
Goofy ass guess I'm goofy with you
Made you feel comfortable ain force the issue
F*ck around with them f*ck arounds ain f*cking witchu
I'm turning all these other woman down Kuz they ain't f*cking witchu

What you doing to me , i can't let you ruin me
I'm just learning you observing all ya foolery
Ghetto and she boujie , shawty is a movie
Im guessing time had tell farewell to you and me

Tell me what you on , the streets or my home
Yeen gotta text me just call me on my phone
Wanna sit here with your fans or with me up on this throne
If it ain't i do then baby no i don't

Feeling like November something bout to fall to night
I bout to leave you shook, shaking like a Harlem night
Or maybe this October hollows gotta soul to tie
You can get a shot for every time you done told a lie

You don't want me leaving , but you giving every reason
Why you so offended when we talking you don't listen
Trynna lock you down so i gave up on my defense
You had to make it odd so i had to get us even

Girl you something Lie to me for nothing
Head full of ZA i need a little substance
Open up my heart to you can you put your trust in
Are you here for love or you the one to lust with

Tell me what you on , the streets or my home
Yeen gotta text me just call me on my phone
Wanna sit here with your fans or with me up on this throne
If it ain't i do then baby no i don't

Feeling like November something bout to fall to night
I bout to leave you shook, shaking like a Harlem night
Or maybe this October hollows gotta soul to tie
You can get a shot for every time you done told a lie
Forreal
This how i feel, I just wanna kill ,
Heard you got a ice box , i ain got no chill
Showed me all your scars and you never let em heal

Can't help how i feel
I ain't got no chill
I'm just learning you
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Writer: Stanley Christian jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Stan
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Stanley Christian jr

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