See she feelin' alone
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
See she rich, as f*ck
She can't get enough
She dips, her drugs
In some acid take a puff
She gon' slide, by
Take her for a ride
I don't wanna take her home
But I wanna make her mine
See her smile so bright
Body so tight
She just wanna go home throw it back all night
She said you my type
Look me in the eye
I don't wanna love won't you blow my mind
Then I said whoa, whoa oh, whoa oh
She slidin' on that pole
Whoa oh, whoa oh
She slides she totes that pole
See she feelin' alone
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
She got a face and a body
Mind super naughty
You can't coming if your mans come runnin'
All of a sudden
The bitch started stuntin'
I just took his girl took his chick away
Mind so clear and my eyes awake
Hop on the stage set the spot a blaze
Like Picasso on her face
Lil' mama got the paint
She from New Orleans
But I know she ain't a saint
Now I'm f*ckin' on this bitch she sucking my dick
She's tryina' flood her wrist
She gon' gimme pussy throw it back she goin' crazy
He just text her phone says he really miss his baby
I still wanna f*ck but better ride me cuz I'm lazy
See she feelin' alone
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
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See she feelin' alone
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
See she rich, as f*ck
She can't get enough
She dips, her drugs
In some acid take a puff
She gon' slide, by
Take her for a ride
I don't wanna take her home
But I wanna make her mine
See her smile so bright
Body so tight
She just wanna go home throw it back all night
She said you my type
Look me in the eye
I don't wanna love won't you blow my mind
Then I said whoa, whoa oh, whoa oh
She slidin' on that pole
Whoa oh, whoa oh
She slides she totes that pole
See she feelin' alone
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
She got a face and a body
Mind super naughty
You can't coming if your mans come runnin'
All of a sudden
The bitch started stuntin'
I just took his girl took his chick away
Mind so clear and my eyes awake
Hop on the stage set the spot a blaze
Like Picasso on her face
Lil' mama got the paint
She from New Orleans
But I know she ain't a saint
Now I'm f*ckin' on this bitch she sucking my dick
She's tryina' flood her wrist
She gon' gimme pussy throw it back she goin' crazy
He just text her phone says he really miss his baby
I still wanna f*ck but better ride me cuz I'm lazy
See she feelin' alone
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
See she rich, as f*ck
She can't get enough
She dips, her drugs
In some acid take a puff
She gon' slide, by
Take her for a ride
I don't wanna take her home
But I wanna make her mine
See her smile so bright
Body so tight
She just wanna go home throw it back all night
She said you my type
Look me in the eye
I don't wanna love won't you blow my mind
Then I said whoa, whoa oh, whoa oh
She slidin' on that pole
Whoa oh, whoa oh
She slides she totes that pole
See she feelin' alone
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
She got a face and a body
Mind super naughty
You can't coming if your mans come runnin'
All of a sudden
The bitch started stuntin'
I just took his girl took his chick away
Mind so clear and my eyes awake
Hop on the stage set the spot a blaze
Like Picasso on her face
Lil' mama got the paint
She from New Orleans
But I know she ain't a saint
Now I'm f*ckin' on this bitch she sucking my dick
She's tryina' flood her wrist
She gon' gimme pussy throw it back she goin' crazy
He just text her phone says he really miss his baby
I still wanna f*ck but better ride me cuz I'm lazy
See she feelin' alone
Now she callin' on my phone
First I hit the boof
Then I'm hitting every note
Feelin' trapped in my room
But I wanna hit the road
I'ma do it on my own
I don't need a studio
Now I'm sick with your love
I don't need an antidote
She done fell in love
Now she losing all control
And I really wanna fight
But you know I won't provoke
Last time that you left
I could never make it home
Writer: Liam Parrent
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