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Yung Princey - Messy, Pt. 2 (feat. Anna Mvze & Adrian Swish) Lyrics



Yung Princey - Messy, Pt. 2 (feat. Anna Mvze & Adrian Swish) Lyrics




Yeah

Lemme talk my shit

Listen baby, I don't need a dime From you
Pay attention, cause I talk a little Smooth
I don't always tell the truth cause I Don't wanna break your heart
I see you got your feelings Involved.
You the type of girl that like to Follow the rules.
I be tryna break some'n,
Buss it open for me
Baby, I can f*ck you out in public

Don't you hear em playing your Song?
We got 10 minutes, they won't Even notice you're gone
This my shit, this my shit, you get So wet.

It can get a little messy,
I can't be who you want me to be. Chase Your dreams, this ain't it, Don't stress me.
(No stress, no stress)
I'm way past my limit
(I'm way past my limit)
Sipping on something a little Different, slipping.
You caught me Lackin on my Pimpin'

Mixing drinks and emotions, Mixing drinks and emotions.

It can get a little messy, I can't be Who you want me to be.
Chase Your dreams, this ain't it, Don't Stress me.
(No stress, no stress)
I'm way past my limit
(I'm way past my limit)
Sipping on something a little Different, slipping.
You caught me Lackin' on my Pimpin'

Listen, I ain't here to chat.
Tried to Leave you something Keep pulling me back.
If I let you in, promise you won't Get attached.
I ain't tryna brag, but Yeah, I'm Really that.
Be here right now, give a f*ck About your bias.
I'ma put it on you, I hope you can Last.
Ride until the wheels fall off and We crash.
I got a bad habit of moving too Fast
I got you lacking, now you steady On my line.
Tryna get with me and show me a Good time.
It can get messy, boy don't you Tempt me.
Whatever you want, you know I Got the recipe, yeah, yeah.
I'm the reason for a lot.
You know my position, I like Being on top.
I'm the coldest in my city, but I Still Can get it hot.
I got it on lock

It can get a little messy,
I can't be who you want me to be. Chase your dreams,
This ain't it, don't stress me.
I'm way past my limit
Sipping on something a little Different, slipping.
You caught me lackin on my Pimpin'

Mixing drinks and emotions, Mixing drinks and emotions.

It can get a little messy, I can't be Who you want me to be.
Chase your dreams, this ain't it, Don't stress me.

Mixing drinks and emotions,
I can't be who you want me to be
You know I'ma do you right. Shawty, we'll be up all night.
Till the morning, girl, just keep Your legs open.
You are all I've been hoping for, Wishing for
Shawty wanna f*ck with me, Yeah, She wanna f*ck on me.
Give a good D,
She gon' never wanna leave. Driving with the top down, Screamin' out, f*ck the police. That's my type of bitch, finna get Rich.
You got me all up in a situation. But I ain't complaining, you Know what I'm saying.
No, I ain't playing.
When I say that you could be the One, ooh, baby, let me put you on
We can... drink and smoke and All The above.
Let me show you love.

It can get a little messy,
I can't be who you want me to be. Chase your dreams,
This ain't it, don't stress me.
I'm way past my limit
Sipping on something a little Different, slipping.
You caught me lackin on my Pimpin'

Mixing drinks and emotions, Mixing drinks and emotions.

It can get a little messy, I can't be Who you want me to be.
Chase your dreams, this ain't it, Don't stress me.
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Yeah

Lemme talk my shit

Listen baby, I don't need a dime From you
Pay attention, cause I talk a little Smooth
I don't always tell the truth cause I Don't wanna break your heart
I see you got your feelings Involved.
You the type of girl that like to Follow the rules.
I be tryna break some'n,
Buss it open for me
Baby, I can f*ck you out in public

Don't you hear em playing your Song?
We got 10 minutes, they won't Even notice you're gone
This my shit, this my shit, you get So wet.

It can get a little messy,
I can't be who you want me to be. Chase Your dreams, this ain't it, Don't stress me.
(No stress, no stress)
I'm way past my limit
(I'm way past my limit)
Sipping on something a little Different, slipping.
You caught me Lackin on my Pimpin'

Mixing drinks and emotions, Mixing drinks and emotions.

It can get a little messy, I can't be Who you want me to be.
Chase Your dreams, this ain't it, Don't Stress me.
(No stress, no stress)
I'm way past my limit
(I'm way past my limit)
Sipping on something a little Different, slipping.
You caught me Lackin' on my Pimpin'

Listen, I ain't here to chat.
Tried to Leave you something Keep pulling me back.
If I let you in, promise you won't Get attached.
I ain't tryna brag, but Yeah, I'm Really that.
Be here right now, give a f*ck About your bias.
I'ma put it on you, I hope you can Last.
Ride until the wheels fall off and We crash.
I got a bad habit of moving too Fast
I got you lacking, now you steady On my line.
Tryna get with me and show me a Good time.
It can get messy, boy don't you Tempt me.
Whatever you want, you know I Got the recipe, yeah, yeah.
I'm the reason for a lot.
You know my position, I like Being on top.
I'm the coldest in my city, but I Still Can get it hot.
I got it on lock

It can get a little messy,
I can't be who you want me to be. Chase your dreams,
This ain't it, don't stress me.
I'm way past my limit
Sipping on something a little Different, slipping.
You caught me lackin on my Pimpin'

Mixing drinks and emotions, Mixing drinks and emotions.

It can get a little messy, I can't be Who you want me to be.
Chase your dreams, this ain't it, Don't stress me.

Mixing drinks and emotions,
I can't be who you want me to be
You know I'ma do you right. Shawty, we'll be up all night.
Till the morning, girl, just keep Your legs open.
You are all I've been hoping for, Wishing for
Shawty wanna f*ck with me, Yeah, She wanna f*ck on me.
Give a good D,
She gon' never wanna leave. Driving with the top down, Screamin' out, f*ck the police. That's my type of bitch, finna get Rich.
You got me all up in a situation. But I ain't complaining, you Know what I'm saying.
No, I ain't playing.
When I say that you could be the One, ooh, baby, let me put you on
We can... drink and smoke and All The above.
Let me show you love.

It can get a little messy,
I can't be who you want me to be. Chase your dreams,
This ain't it, don't stress me.
I'm way past my limit
Sipping on something a little Different, slipping.
You caught me lackin on my Pimpin'

Mixing drinks and emotions, Mixing drinks and emotions.

It can get a little messy, I can't be Who you want me to be.
Chase your dreams, this ain't it, Don't stress me.
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Writer: Abdul-Aziz Muhammad
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