Lyrics

Ooowee See you lost yo whole position off of simple shit We both thought that you was special but you simple bitch Showed you that the grass was greener, felt the difference Niggas lie straight to you face somehow yo thirst is quenched Guess you like that shit 'Cause when a man tell you the truth you drink it like it's piss I guess lies and lime-aritas yall favorite type of mix But see baby girl the truth hurts But in real life see the truth work and imma tell the truth first But see breakin in my phone aint how the truth work Baby thats some freshman boy shit, I'm not a red shirt Yeah my pockets Limp Bizkit like Fred Durst Yeah baby we can fuck but why dont we make a plan first? Why don't we hit the beach and draw the blueprint on the sand first? Why we can't talk about these millions while I watch you tan first? You say it hurts to see yo nigga with another girl But we all know that team work really run the world But you just said yo baby daddy had two other girls Two kids before year three And you did all that for free So how in yo rabbit mind Could you not do that for me? But ima get you with a fee Every bitch payin' me Nu'n less than two or three The type of bread we need to see Ooowee But you rather be up with that nigga layin up for fun Goin' through his phone, he in the cub throwin one's Told you he was workin with the guys makin runs You stuck in the house, with the kids raising sons Is it fun? Is it fun? Shoulda listened you woulda won Ooowee
Writer(s): Albertina Walker, Jeremy Ragland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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