Lyrics

Your man got you feeling down I could spot you in a crowd Girl for you I'd bow, your pictures in my icloud You keep me on the ground Girl your man a hound, keep him in the pound Babygirl you a queen, don't see your worth it seems Peng ting in them high waist jeans, know I've seen you in my dreams Babygirl you for keeps, stop fucking with these lame ass creeps Tryna get you in my sheets Baby get me off these streets, I'm begging you please Peng ting know your worth He gon' leave you hurt I see you tryna flirt Peng ting with that tight ass skirt Like peng ting know your worth He gon' leave you hurt I see you tryna flirt Peng ting with that tight ass skirt Now check it You fucking with a real nigga now, happy that it's you I've found Got rid of them clouds Come lemme make you proud, come lemme take you out I'm that king from the south Nasty with that mouth, ain't no doubt Found you like a scout Come let's take a different route Just you and me, let's be out Just you and me There's a price on my head, I'm not thinking bout it now I don't even got no regrets It's not hard to understand Having you makes me a wanted man And if they tryna come for us Promise that you're round for it
Writer(s): Jordan Brits Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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