"So, I need to ask you, will you marry me?"
"Fire, what's your emergency?"
"Oh, she's havin' a baby"
"Hello? Hello? Hello?"
"Ayo, man, just be calm, she havin' a baby
I can see that the heads coming out"
"Okay, I need somebody to talk to me"
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm"
"Come over to the phone, I can barely hear you, man
You gotta take me off speaker phone"
"Okay, I'm sorry, it's my"
"That's okay, that's okay, I understand, but I've gotta get an address"
"It's my daughter
I have my daughter in my hands"
"What's your address? Okay
Alright, listen
I'm gonna ask you a couple real quick questions, okay?
How, how old's your wife?"
"Um, she's twenty-five"
"Twenty-five? Okay, she awake right now?
Is she breathing?"
"She's breathing"
"Alright, is the baby breathing?"
"Yes"
"If the baby is breathing"
"Yes"
"Okay, how's the mother? Is the mother breathing?"
"She's fine"
"Okay, alright
Hold on the line
Do not hang up, alright?"
"I see the umbilical cord
What do I do? What do I do?"
"I'm gonna tell you exactly what to do in just a second
Just stay on the line with me, okay?
How many months pregnant was she?"
"Can you say it again?"
"How many months pregnant was she? Was it a full term baby?"
"Eight, eight months, she was eight months"
"Eight months? So it is full term
Okay, listen
The baby is breathing, correct?"
"Yes"
"Okay, I want you to gently wipe off the baby's mouth and its nose, clean towel
And then, I want you to wrap the baby in a clean, dry towel
Okay? Have you got one of those?"
"Yes"
"Alright
Cover the baby's head, but not its face"
"Okay"
"Okay, without pulling the cord tight
Put the baby in the mother's arms or on her belly
Alright? Be sure the cord is not wrapped around the baby's neck"
"Yes, sir"
"Alright, be sure to keep the baby and the, and the mother, uh, warm, okay?"
"Yes, sir"
"Okay, you got that? You got the towel?"
"I'm grabbin' it now, hold on"
"Okay
Good, you're doin' good
You're doin' a good job
Is it a boy or a girl, sir?"
"It's a little girl"
"It's a girl? Congratulations"
Teyana Taylor - The Album Lyrics
Teyana Taylor - The Lyrics
Writer: Alonzo Harris, Carrington Brown, Cory Cooper, Keithen Foster, Teyana Taylor, Baruch Nembhard Sr.
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Come Back to Me
Turn it up
I like it
Turn it up (turn it up)
Ooh-ooh
Come back to me, come back to me
Never want a slow drag (oh)
Stayed away from slow cash (ooh, ooh)
All I want is more cash (ooh)
Until I get a toe-tag (ah, ooh)
Ever had your heart broken? (Yeah)
Felt like you got your car stolen
Felt like you got your chains snatched (oh)
Baby, bring that thing back
Her mom's had the Volvo (ooh)
We rolled in the Oldsmo' (ooh, ooh)
Was a sucker for a ponytail (ooh, woo)
Lookin' like another game of show and tell (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
And I'm still the same nigga (ooh, ooh)
Chains swingin' like Big Daddy Kane or Jigga (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah)
Baby, bring that thing back (ooh, whoa)
Hermes wave cap (ooh, ooh)
Hermes in the Gallardo (yeah)
A lotta code words in the convo (woo)
More plaques on the walls now
More doubt from the dogs now
Ooh, everything worth my heart and soul
I'ma give it up and let it go
Mama said if this really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
All in my heart like no one know
I'ma give it up and letcha go
And if my heart is really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is this really worth fighting for?
Is this feeling my fight and yours?
I just wanna know
Do you even care enough to show up
When I need to know your there
Patience, nigga don't talk to me 'bout no patience
Down ass bitch an understatement
'Cause I been loyal I been day one
Figure out what you want
I can't do it for you, no, no
Don't just keep me for the sake of love (ooh)
Love
Love (ooh)
Love
Love
Everything worth my heart and soul
I'ma give it up and let it go
Mama said if this really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
All in my heart like no one know
I'ma give it up and letcha go
And if my heart is really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
Mommy
As bad as it's hurtin' me to say this (say this)
As much as your having your way with my heart
This is way to hard
I'm letting go (go)
Love is so good could be forever (ever)
Just to be sure I'll let it all go
So we'll really know
And if its forreal I do believe you'll come back to me
Come, come back to me
Come, come back to me (ooh)
Baby come back, baby come back to me
Baby come back my love
Everything worth my heart and soul
I'ma give it up and let it go
Mama said if this really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
All in my heart like no one know
I'ma give it up and letcha go
And if my heart is really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
Come, come back
Worth my heart and soul
I'ma give it up and let it go
Mama said if this really yours
Be quiet
Oop, excuse me
I like it
Turn it up (turn it up)
Ooh-ooh
Come back to me, come back to me
Never want a slow drag (oh)
Stayed away from slow cash (ooh, ooh)
All I want is more cash (ooh)
Until I get a toe-tag (ah, ooh)
Ever had your heart broken? (Yeah)
Felt like you got your car stolen
Felt like you got your chains snatched (oh)
Baby, bring that thing back
Her mom's had the Volvo (ooh)
We rolled in the Oldsmo' (ooh, ooh)
Was a sucker for a ponytail (ooh, woo)
Lookin' like another game of show and tell (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
And I'm still the same nigga (ooh, ooh)
Chains swingin' like Big Daddy Kane or Jigga (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah)
Baby, bring that thing back (ooh, whoa)
Hermes wave cap (ooh, ooh)
Hermes in the Gallardo (yeah)
A lotta code words in the convo (woo)
More plaques on the walls now
More doubt from the dogs now
Ooh, everything worth my heart and soul
I'ma give it up and let it go
Mama said if this really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
All in my heart like no one know
I'ma give it up and letcha go
And if my heart is really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is this really worth fighting for?
Is this feeling my fight and yours?
I just wanna know
Do you even care enough to show up
When I need to know your there
Patience, nigga don't talk to me 'bout no patience
Down ass bitch an understatement
'Cause I been loyal I been day one
Figure out what you want
I can't do it for you, no, no
Don't just keep me for the sake of love (ooh)
Love
Love (ooh)
Love
Love
Everything worth my heart and soul
I'ma give it up and let it go
Mama said if this really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
All in my heart like no one know
I'ma give it up and letcha go
And if my heart is really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
Mommy
As bad as it's hurtin' me to say this (say this)
As much as your having your way with my heart
This is way to hard
I'm letting go (go)
Love is so good could be forever (ever)
Just to be sure I'll let it all go
So we'll really know
And if its forreal I do believe you'll come back to me
Come, come back to me
Come, come back to me (ooh)
Baby come back, baby come back to me
Baby come back my love
Everything worth my heart and soul
I'ma give it up and let it go
Mama said if this really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
All in my heart like no one know
I'ma give it up and letcha go
And if my heart is really yours
Boy, you'll come back to me
Come, come back
Worth my heart and soul
I'ma give it up and let it go
Mama said if this really yours
Be quiet
Oop, excuse me
Writer: Anesha Birchett-Moody, Antea Birchett, Brittany Coney, Darhyl Camper, Denisia Andrews, Teyana Taylor, William Roberts
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wake Up Love
One thing's for certain
I need you right here in my arms
Baby, I'm yearnin'
But I think I got a bone to pick with you (you)
Lately, I been wondering what's with you (you)
I need you to hear me, baby
Wake up, love (wake)
These sheets won't comfort me
Please wake up love (wake up)
I might just comfort me
But I just need you holding me
Show me some attention
I want you to wake up, love (wake up)
Hear me, baby
It's like a turban
I can wrap my head around this shit but
I need your brown skin
I'm like India when I'm not pissed with you
But how to keep it sane, it's you
I want you to wake up, love (wake)
These sheets won't comfort me
Please wake up, love (wake up)
I might just comfort me
But I just need you holding me
Needed your affection
Wake up, love (wake up)
Hear me, baby
Bright lights are only used for the dark, lil' mama
Drama gonna play a part, pain is art, lil' mama
It just get retouched hung up on the walls
You wanna sell it later, then, cool, we takin' it all
Lil' mama, it's real
I save you from a burning building
I wear the burns as gold medals, turn you on to remember
Even though you scarred me, I took it so I know the feeling
But, f*ck it, let's build this bitch to the ceiling
I'm really f*ckin' with you
There's a whole lot more than a make up at the breakup
So don't fight back, just write back, baby
I know I demand a lot but you don't like that
So let's just leave the baggage, I'ma hop us on this flight back
I want you to wake up, love (wake)
These sheets won't comfort me
Please wake up, love (wake up)
I might just comfort me
But I just need you holding me
Needed your affection
Wake up, love (wake up)
Hear me, baby
I need you right here in my arms
Baby, I'm yearnin'
But I think I got a bone to pick with you (you)
Lately, I been wondering what's with you (you)
I need you to hear me, baby
Wake up, love (wake)
These sheets won't comfort me
Please wake up love (wake up)
I might just comfort me
But I just need you holding me
Show me some attention
I want you to wake up, love (wake up)
Hear me, baby
It's like a turban
I can wrap my head around this shit but
I need your brown skin
I'm like India when I'm not pissed with you
But how to keep it sane, it's you
I want you to wake up, love (wake)
These sheets won't comfort me
Please wake up, love (wake up)
I might just comfort me
But I just need you holding me
Needed your affection
Wake up, love (wake up)
Hear me, baby
Bright lights are only used for the dark, lil' mama
Drama gonna play a part, pain is art, lil' mama
It just get retouched hung up on the walls
You wanna sell it later, then, cool, we takin' it all
Lil' mama, it's real
I save you from a burning building
I wear the burns as gold medals, turn you on to remember
Even though you scarred me, I took it so I know the feeling
But, f*ck it, let's build this bitch to the ceiling
I'm really f*ckin' with you
There's a whole lot more than a make up at the breakup
So don't fight back, just write back, baby
I know I demand a lot but you don't like that
So let's just leave the baggage, I'ma hop us on this flight back
I want you to wake up, love (wake)
These sheets won't comfort me
Please wake up, love (wake up)
I might just comfort me
But I just need you holding me
Needed your affection
Wake up, love (wake up)
Hear me, baby
Writer: Teyana Taylor, Carl McCormick, Iman Shumpert, Kes Kross, Steve M. Thornton III
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lowkey
Oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Got a question for you
If I let you, would you make a move? (Make a move, make a move)
What you're doin' to me, feel like you're feelin' me
I think I feel you too
Now I'm just waitin' day and night (waitin' day and night)
Low key want you be my side
And I know you're down to ride
But you don't belong to I
Know you're just a friend of mine
But I want him onsight
And I know it feels so good
But it also ain't right, oh-oh, oh
I want it (want it)
But this ain't the right time
But, damnit, you're so fine
So take me tonight
Now hold me (hold me)
A lot on the line
Please don't play with my mind
Ooh, I gotta decline
But if I see you next lifetime
I'm f*ckin' with you, uh
I promise you'll be mine (yeah)
Oh, and now I can't lie
Hurtin' inside
Can't see the future without you and I
Knowin' I want it, I love it, I fronted the vibes
Sammie like f*ck it though
Runnin' and runnin' and runnin' from love
I'm so willing to give it a try
With it, I'm with it but I gotta let you know (know)
This shit got me confused now 'fused now, 'fused
Don't know what I'm gon' do now, do now, do
I'm tryna keep my cool now, cool now, cool
But boy I'm warnin' you now, you now, you
Oh, ooh-ooh
I want it (want it)
But this ain't the right time
But, damnit, you're so fine
So take me tonight
Now hold me (hold me)
A lot on the line
Please don't play with my mind
Ooh, I gotta decline
I'll see you next lifetime
I will, baby
I promise you'll be mine (yeah)
Feelin' butterflies
Hahaha, yeah
Now young, I know how you feel
You know, 'cause I
I've been in this situation
This time I'ma make you mine
For a key to this shit
You gon' have me cheatin'
Cravin' on the weekend
Meet me in the middle
I know you a vegan
Know you wanna eat it
But I can't let you do that
Ice cold, ice cold
Doc' say I'm a nemic
See it all in your eye, know you want to vibe babe, but it's too late
Sweet just like a Starbust, make the start bust with toothache
In the mornin' like, "Ooh, yeah"
In the afternoon, "Ooh, yeah"
I'ma see you soon
Chuck the deuce like, "Ooh, yeah"
Honey I'm in a situation
I got options, niggas waitin' (yeah, ayy)
All type of niggas (hey)
See honey I'm in a situation
I got options, hoes be hatin' (hahaha)
Now what am I supposed to do with you?
But how can I want you for myself?
Now what am I supposed to do?
I want it (want it)
But this ain't the right time
But, damnit, you're so fine
So take me tonight
Now hold me (hold me)
A lot on the line
Please don't play with my mind
Ooh, I gotta decline
I'll see you next lifetime
I will be, baby
I promise you'll be mine (yeah)
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Got a question for you
If I let you, would you make a move? (Make a move, make a move)
What you're doin' to me, feel like you're feelin' me
I think I feel you too
Now I'm just waitin' day and night (waitin' day and night)
Low key want you be my side
And I know you're down to ride
But you don't belong to I
Know you're just a friend of mine
But I want him onsight
And I know it feels so good
But it also ain't right, oh-oh, oh
I want it (want it)
But this ain't the right time
But, damnit, you're so fine
So take me tonight
Now hold me (hold me)
A lot on the line
Please don't play with my mind
Ooh, I gotta decline
But if I see you next lifetime
I'm f*ckin' with you, uh
I promise you'll be mine (yeah)
Oh, and now I can't lie
Hurtin' inside
Can't see the future without you and I
Knowin' I want it, I love it, I fronted the vibes
Sammie like f*ck it though
Runnin' and runnin' and runnin' from love
I'm so willing to give it a try
With it, I'm with it but I gotta let you know (know)
This shit got me confused now 'fused now, 'fused
Don't know what I'm gon' do now, do now, do
I'm tryna keep my cool now, cool now, cool
But boy I'm warnin' you now, you now, you
Oh, ooh-ooh
I want it (want it)
But this ain't the right time
But, damnit, you're so fine
So take me tonight
Now hold me (hold me)
A lot on the line
Please don't play with my mind
Ooh, I gotta decline
I'll see you next lifetime
I will, baby
I promise you'll be mine (yeah)
Feelin' butterflies
Hahaha, yeah
Now young, I know how you feel
You know, 'cause I
I've been in this situation
This time I'ma make you mine
For a key to this shit
You gon' have me cheatin'
Cravin' on the weekend
Meet me in the middle
I know you a vegan
Know you wanna eat it
But I can't let you do that
Ice cold, ice cold
Doc' say I'm a nemic
See it all in your eye, know you want to vibe babe, but it's too late
Sweet just like a Starbust, make the start bust with toothache
In the mornin' like, "Ooh, yeah"
In the afternoon, "Ooh, yeah"
I'ma see you soon
Chuck the deuce like, "Ooh, yeah"
Honey I'm in a situation
I got options, niggas waitin' (yeah, ayy)
All type of niggas (hey)
See honey I'm in a situation
I got options, hoes be hatin' (hahaha)
Now what am I supposed to do with you?
But how can I want you for myself?
Now what am I supposed to do?
I want it (want it)
But this ain't the right time
But, damnit, you're so fine
So take me tonight
Now hold me (hold me)
A lot on the line
Please don't play with my mind
Ooh, I gotta decline
I'll see you next lifetime
I will be, baby
I promise you'll be mine (yeah)
Writer: Austin Owens, Carring Brown, Charles B. Simmons, Chloe Mitchell, David Harris, Erica Wright, Frank Alstin Jr., Gabriel Lambirth, James Foye III, Keithen Foster, Richard Roebuck, Scott Anthony, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, The Administration MP, Inc., Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, The Administration MP, Inc., Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lets Build
(M-M-M-Murda)
Build
Words don't express the way I feel
If love ain't a crime, then baby, it ain't real
It's your loyalty to me, that's worth a mil', yeah
It's forever, trust is what I'm trying to build, oh
So let's build
Let's build, oh
So let's build
Words don't express the way I feel
If love not a crime, baby, what's real?
Your loyalty to me, babe, worth a mil'
Forever trust, it's what I'm trying to build, mm-hm
Let's build
Let's build, oh
Gotta say, it's the way I feel, I shine like a chandelier
Stand up, look at us in the mir', you could envision us outta here
Anticipate, can't wait, let's go, go and get up outta here
Conversation 'bout some true love
Feels like I'm just wakin' up
Ooh, look like we on some new
Ooh, look like we on some new
Words don't express the way I feel
If love not a crime, baby, what's real?
It's your loyalty to me, that's worth a mil', yeah
It's forever, trust is what I'm trying to build, ooh
So let's build
Let's build, oh
So let's build
Build
Words don't express the way I feel
If love ain't a crime, then baby, it ain't real
It's your loyalty to me, that's worth a mil', yeah
It's forever, trust is what I'm trying to build, oh
So let's build
Let's build, oh
So let's build
Words don't express the way I feel
If love not a crime, baby, what's real?
Your loyalty to me, babe, worth a mil'
Forever trust, it's what I'm trying to build, mm-hm
Let's build
Let's build, oh
Gotta say, it's the way I feel, I shine like a chandelier
Stand up, look at us in the mir', you could envision us outta here
Anticipate, can't wait, let's go, go and get up outta here
Conversation 'bout some true love
Feels like I'm just wakin' up
Ooh, look like we on some new
Ooh, look like we on some new
Words don't express the way I feel
If love not a crime, baby, what's real?
It's your loyalty to me, that's worth a mil', yeah
It's forever, trust is what I'm trying to build, ooh
So let's build
Let's build, oh
So let's build
Writer: Carl McCormick, Quavious Marshall, Shane Lindstrom, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
1800-One-Night
1-800-One-Nite
You'll be f*cking all night
This time I'll let you do things to me you been wantin' to
This time is your time to shine, yeah
1-800-One-Nite, you can call anytime
Do whatever you like, you'll be f*cking all night
There'll be no sleep on sight, so turn on the lights
Rule me, own me, control me, I'm ready, babe
You only get one night, so do me right
And baby, give it to me, whoa, yeah
My body's in need
1-800-One-Nite, you can call anytime
Do whatever you like, we'll be f*cking all night
There'll be no sleep on sight, so turn on the lights, ayy (baby)
'Cause I wanna see
(Hey, baby, how ya doing?)
Your body on me, yeah, ayy
I know what you want (I know what you want)
I know your desires (I know your desires)
I know your secret (I know your secret)
I know your innermost fantasy (I know your innermost fantasy)
(1-800-One-Nite)
I know you wanna call
Just call now
(You can call anytime)
1-800-One-Nite
(Give it to me, whoa)
F*cking all night
You'll be f*cking all night
This time I'll let you do things to me you been wantin' to
This time is your time to shine, yeah
1-800-One-Nite, you can call anytime
Do whatever you like, you'll be f*cking all night
There'll be no sleep on sight, so turn on the lights
Rule me, own me, control me, I'm ready, babe
You only get one night, so do me right
And baby, give it to me, whoa, yeah
My body's in need
1-800-One-Nite, you can call anytime
Do whatever you like, we'll be f*cking all night
There'll be no sleep on sight, so turn on the lights, ayy (baby)
'Cause I wanna see
(Hey, baby, how ya doing?)
Your body on me, yeah, ayy
I know what you want (I know what you want)
I know your desires (I know your desires)
I know your secret (I know your secret)
I know your innermost fantasy (I know your innermost fantasy)
(1-800-One-Nite)
I know you wanna call
Just call now
(You can call anytime)
1-800-One-Nite
(Give it to me, whoa)
F*cking all night
Writer: Darhyl Camper, David Drake, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Morning
Call me, call me
Hand's up, hands up
Call me, call me
'Til-'til-'til the morning
Call me, call
Hands-hands-hands up, hands up
Call me, call me
Until the morning
Call me, call me
(Make your) hands up, hands up
Call me, call me
Until the morning
I ain't here to play no games
I'm gonna give it to you just how you want it
You can call me crazy, baby
You just drive me crazy when you touch on it
Got my legs up, hands up, at attention
You make me stand up and switch up on it
Make your head go 'round and 'round
And got me makin' sounds until the mornin'
I be screamin' oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, on you
Got me sayin' oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, on you
Got me sayin' yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yea-yea-yeah
Damn
Ain't no limit what I'm pullin' when I f*ck on you, babe
Oh no
Talk that shit, play with that clit and watch it rain on you, baby
Funny how you thought I tapped out when we was f*ckin'
We're just gettin' started, ooh-whoa
Hit it, quit it
Feel that shit, get it
Lick it, f*ck it, feel it
Touch it, ooh (oh)
Titties in your mouth
With your tongue all out, whoa-oh
I ain't here to play no games
I'm gonna give it to you just how you want it
You can call me crazy, baby
You just drive me crazy when you touch on it
Got my legs up, hands up, at attention
You make me stand up and switch up on it
Make your head go 'round and 'round
And got me makin' sounds until the mornin'
I be screamin' oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, on you
Got me sayin' oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, on you
Got me sayin' yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yea-yea-yeah
Tryna see if it feel what it look like
Been had a urge that I can't fight
It's a lot of time in the one night
And I'm a little bark, but I'm all bite
Tryna eat you, then I'm tryna kiss you
'Cause I know you freaky and you wanna taste you
Yeah, I f*ckin' feel you, mean I feel you f*ckin'
Shit, I feel you cummin', ain't gon' be no runnin', no
I'm five foot five, I can handle it
You fine, fine, fine, you scandalous
You ain't gotta be mine to do all this
Just gotta make time, preview that bitch
So I'ma keep it real with ya, real with ya, real with ya
I'm tryna experience-perience-perience
Gotta take me serious, serious, serious
Oh no, oh, oh
I ain't here to play no games
I'm gonna give it to you just how you want it
You can call me crazy, baby
You just drive me crazy when you touch on it
Got my legs up, hands up, at attention
You make me stand up and switch up on it
Make you head go 'round and 'round
And got me makin' sounds until the morning
Hand's up, hands up
Call me, call me
'Til-'til-'til the morning
Call me, call
Hands-hands-hands up, hands up
Call me, call me
Until the morning
Call me, call me
(Make your) hands up, hands up
Call me, call me
Until the morning
I ain't here to play no games
I'm gonna give it to you just how you want it
You can call me crazy, baby
You just drive me crazy when you touch on it
Got my legs up, hands up, at attention
You make me stand up and switch up on it
Make your head go 'round and 'round
And got me makin' sounds until the mornin'
I be screamin' oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, on you
Got me sayin' oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, on you
Got me sayin' yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yea-yea-yeah
Damn
Ain't no limit what I'm pullin' when I f*ck on you, babe
Oh no
Talk that shit, play with that clit and watch it rain on you, baby
Funny how you thought I tapped out when we was f*ckin'
We're just gettin' started, ooh-whoa
Hit it, quit it
Feel that shit, get it
Lick it, f*ck it, feel it
Touch it, ooh (oh)
Titties in your mouth
With your tongue all out, whoa-oh
I ain't here to play no games
I'm gonna give it to you just how you want it
You can call me crazy, baby
You just drive me crazy when you touch on it
Got my legs up, hands up, at attention
You make me stand up and switch up on it
Make your head go 'round and 'round
And got me makin' sounds until the mornin'
I be screamin' oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, on you
Got me sayin' oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, on you
Got me sayin' yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yea-yea-yeah
Tryna see if it feel what it look like
Been had a urge that I can't fight
It's a lot of time in the one night
And I'm a little bark, but I'm all bite
Tryna eat you, then I'm tryna kiss you
'Cause I know you freaky and you wanna taste you
Yeah, I f*ckin' feel you, mean I feel you f*ckin'
Shit, I feel you cummin', ain't gon' be no runnin', no
I'm five foot five, I can handle it
You fine, fine, fine, you scandalous
You ain't gotta be mine to do all this
Just gotta make time, preview that bitch
So I'ma keep it real with ya, real with ya, real with ya
I'm tryna experience-perience-perience
Gotta take me serious, serious, serious
Oh no, oh, oh
I ain't here to play no games
I'm gonna give it to you just how you want it
You can call me crazy, baby
You just drive me crazy when you touch on it
Got my legs up, hands up, at attention
You make me stand up and switch up on it
Make you head go 'round and 'round
And got me makin' sounds until the morning
Writer: Akintunde Oluwatob Akinwande, Baruch Acardi Sr Nembhard, Jamal Rashid, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Kesington Kross, Miguel Jiminez, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Boomin
And I wonder, do you know what you mean to me Yeah
(This is a Teyana Taylor exclusive, suckers)
Rush like you runnin' outta time
What you mean we ain't got enough time? (Woo)
Real nigga grippin' on your thigh
Take a real nigga to look in your eyes (let's go)
Boom like an 808, makin' circles like a figure eight
Feels good from head to toe, here we go, oh
Oh, boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe
Here we go, oh, yeah
Now roll on me, I won't decline
Tell me what you want, what you got in mind? (ooh)
Oh, baby, slow it down, lemme take my time (ooh)
Oh, I'm gon' turn around and let you see this ass wind, yeah
I could make it vibrate, yeah (yeah)
Can you make my legs shake? Yeah, yeah (ooh)
I get to make it vibrate, I get to make it rotate
When I drop, it's like an 808, yeah (let's go)
Boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe, here we go, oh
Oh, boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe (hell yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here we go, oh
The things you do to me, you just don't know
It's a real good feelin' when you down below
Oh, the sensation down in my toes
We could take to the bed to the kitchen
I could make it, I could make it vibrate, yeah
Can you make my legs shake? Oh
I could make it vibrate, I could make it rotate
When I drop, it's like an 808, yeah
Boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?) (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me?) (Yeah, oh, yeah, yeah)
Feels good from head to toe (hell yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here we go, yeah
And I wonder, do you know what you mean to me? Yeah
Fell in love with your moves, oh, oh-oh
Rush like you runnin' outta time
What you mean we ain't got enough time?
Real nigga grippin' on your thigh
Take a real nigga to look in your eyes
Bon appetit, yeah, got that shit straight out the streets, yeah
Straight out the streets, yeah, everything I do elite now
Hope we gottadeep mouth, I bring the Hermes freak out
I had to tip her out, give her lil' somethin' tell her friends about
All a nigga need is a down-ass bitch to pay your bills
Baddies on baddies on baddies on baddies is the way I live
One in Miami, one in Atlanta and Beverly Hills, yeah
Walk through the crib with no panties on, we made a deal (let's go)
Boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe, here we go, oh
Boy, how you turnin' me on
Ooh, it feels so nice and warm
When I, I lay (I lay) with you (with you, you, you, you, you)
Ooh, baby, baby, you're makin' my body, my brain
I love it when you're starin' in my face
And I lay, I feel so new (new, let's go)
Boom like an 808 (oh, no)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (figure eight)
Feels good from head to toe (yeah), here we go, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe (hell yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here we go, oh, yeah (makin' love on earth for the light, for forever)
Uh, baby
You make me wanna do it (yeah)
And all I wanna do is
Ooh, baby, oh my God
Ooh, I like it, ooh, like it
I like it
Ooh, boo, ooh
I like it
Like it
Makin' love on drugs, feelin' like a butterfly
(This is a Teyana Taylor exclusive, suckers)
Rush like you runnin' outta time
What you mean we ain't got enough time? (Woo)
Real nigga grippin' on your thigh
Take a real nigga to look in your eyes (let's go)
Boom like an 808, makin' circles like a figure eight
Feels good from head to toe, here we go, oh
Oh, boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe
Here we go, oh, yeah
Now roll on me, I won't decline
Tell me what you want, what you got in mind? (ooh)
Oh, baby, slow it down, lemme take my time (ooh)
Oh, I'm gon' turn around and let you see this ass wind, yeah
I could make it vibrate, yeah (yeah)
Can you make my legs shake? Yeah, yeah (ooh)
I get to make it vibrate, I get to make it rotate
When I drop, it's like an 808, yeah (let's go)
Boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe, here we go, oh
Oh, boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe (hell yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here we go, oh
The things you do to me, you just don't know
It's a real good feelin' when you down below
Oh, the sensation down in my toes
We could take to the bed to the kitchen
I could make it, I could make it vibrate, yeah
Can you make my legs shake? Oh
I could make it vibrate, I could make it rotate
When I drop, it's like an 808, yeah
Boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?) (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me?) (Yeah, oh, yeah, yeah)
Feels good from head to toe (hell yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here we go, yeah
And I wonder, do you know what you mean to me? Yeah
Fell in love with your moves, oh, oh-oh
Rush like you runnin' outta time
What you mean we ain't got enough time?
Real nigga grippin' on your thigh
Take a real nigga to look in your eyes
Bon appetit, yeah, got that shit straight out the streets, yeah
Straight out the streets, yeah, everything I do elite now
Hope we gottadeep mouth, I bring the Hermes freak out
I had to tip her out, give her lil' somethin' tell her friends about
All a nigga need is a down-ass bitch to pay your bills
Baddies on baddies on baddies on baddies is the way I live
One in Miami, one in Atlanta and Beverly Hills, yeah
Walk through the crib with no panties on, we made a deal (let's go)
Boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe, here we go, oh
Boy, how you turnin' me on
Ooh, it feels so nice and warm
When I, I lay (I lay) with you (with you, you, you, you, you)
Ooh, baby, baby, you're makin' my body, my brain
I love it when you're starin' in my face
And I lay, I feel so new (new, let's go)
Boom like an 808 (oh, no)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (figure eight)
Feels good from head to toe (yeah), here we go, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, boom like an 808 (do you know what you mean to me?)
Makin' circles like a figure eight (do you know what you mean to me? Yeah)
Feels good from head to toe (hell yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here we go, oh, yeah (makin' love on earth for the light, for forever)
Uh, baby
You make me wanna do it (yeah)
And all I wanna do is
Ooh, baby, oh my God
Ooh, I like it, ooh, like it
I like it
Ooh, boo, ooh
I like it
Like it
Makin' love on drugs, feelin' like a butterfly
Writer: Angel Lopez, Darhyl "DJ" Campbell, Federico Vindver, Jordan Mosley, Justin Mosley, Melissa Elliot, Natina Reed, Nayvadius Wilburn, Robert Kelly, Teyana Taylor, Timothy Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
69
(Bongo By The Way)
Don't walk in here with the bullshit look up on your face
Mad about some argument from yesterday, yeah
'Cause tonight, no need to fight, I can ease your mind, oh I
And I know just what to do to feed your appetite, yours and mine
When I put this cake in your face
I got that shit that you're cravin' (ah, ah)
Boy, come here
Eyes rollin' back of my face
And I got you feelin' the same, yeah
'Cause I want it
Got you curling your toes
While you're deep in my throat
Let's create cancer sign
I want it
I'll be the six and you'll be nine
I want it
Tellin' me this, tellin' me that
Baby, show me
Let's do a sixty-nine
Tellin' me this, tellin' me that
Baby, show me
Let's do a sixty-nine
Cat must've got your tongue
Kissin' on it 'til it's numb
Got me sayin' "You're the one"
Sweat drip, I let it run
Don't stop until I cum
Then he beat it like a drum, drum, drum, uh
'Cause tonight no need to fight, I can ease your mind, oh I
You got me feelin' it, shieverin', stutterin', that's okay
When I put this cake in your face
I got that shit that you're cravin' (ah, ah)
Boy, come here
Eyes rollin' back of my face
And I got you feelin' the same, yeah
'Cause I want it
Got you curling your toes
While you're deep in my throat
I want it
I'll be the six and you'll be nine
I want it
Don't walk in here with the bullshit look up on your face
Mad about some argument from yesterday, yeah
'Cause tonight, no need to fight, I can ease your mind, oh I
And I know just what to do to feed your appetite, yours and mine
When I put this cake in your face
I got that shit that you're cravin' (ah, ah)
Boy, come here
Eyes rollin' back of my face
And I got you feelin' the same, yeah
'Cause I want it
Got you curling your toes
While you're deep in my throat
Let's create cancer sign
I want it
I'll be the six and you'll be nine
I want it
Tellin' me this, tellin' me that
Baby, show me
Let's do a sixty-nine
Tellin' me this, tellin' me that
Baby, show me
Let's do a sixty-nine
Cat must've got your tongue
Kissin' on it 'til it's numb
Got me sayin' "You're the one"
Sweat drip, I let it run
Don't stop until I cum
Then he beat it like a drum, drum, drum, uh
'Cause tonight no need to fight, I can ease your mind, oh I
You got me feelin' it, shieverin', stutterin', that's okay
When I put this cake in your face
I got that shit that you're cravin' (ah, ah)
Boy, come here
Eyes rollin' back of my face
And I got you feelin' the same, yeah
'Cause I want it
Got you curling your toes
While you're deep in my throat
I want it
I'll be the six and you'll be nine
I want it
Writer: Aaron Jac Quar Smith, Eric A. Bellinger, Marlon Hampton, Naomi Grace Saalfield, Nija Aisha Alayja Charles, Paul Anthony Bender, Perrin Moss, Raymond Aiah Jr Komba, Simon George Mavin, Teyana Me Shay Jaqueli Taylor, Uforo Imeh Ebong
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Killa
Oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh
She dutty right now
It's too much to pipe down
That girl she on fire
Can't no nigga deny her
I'll take your soul from you
If you got more you no sip the juice
So tell your bitch to pipe down (down)
'Fore it really go down (go down)
Ain't no drug like this
Once you had it you'll be trapped
You're mine, you're mine (you're mine)
If the nights 'bout me
Change the floor but if you feel the sky, the sky
'Cause she a killa
A killa
Boom-boom, bye-bye sleep
She a killa-a-a
A killa
Nobody can f*ck with she
She a killa-a-a
A killa
Boom-boom, bye-bye sleep
She a killa (killa)
She a killa (killa)
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep
Fast asleep
Yeah
I want you, you're bad ass hickey, bee-bee, Riri
I should've stayed indoors
You told me I f*cked up, haffi listen
I just wanna put one hand on it
I only see designer brands on it
You lookin' for a man, I'm your man (I'm your man)
I ain't gonna run if the cops comin' (no)
Oh, no-no-no
I'ma run 'cause your love callin', I'm so
If I get caught, baby girl would you come bail me with dough?
I know that you got it, don't you?
Oh you gon' do it with no guidance, won't you?
Best infuse, like the best infuse
Like the Facetime, many time I get time
Give it real good
I deserve the attention
Tell me you love me
And grab my waist dutty whine
'Cause she a killa
A killa
Boom-boom, bye-bye sleep
She a killa-a-a
A killa
Nobody can f*ck with she
She a killa-a-a
A killa
Boom-boom, bye-bye
She a killa (killa)
She a killa (oh, killa)
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep
Fast asleep
Oh
She dutty right now
It's too much to pipe down
That girl she on fire
Can't no nigga deny her
I'll take your soul from you
If you got more you no sip the juice
So tell your bitch to pipe down (down)
'Fore it really go down (go down)
Ain't no drug like this
Once you had it you'll be trapped
You're mine, you're mine (you're mine)
If the nights 'bout me
Change the floor but if you feel the sky, the sky
'Cause she a killa
A killa
Boom-boom, bye-bye sleep
She a killa-a-a
A killa
Nobody can f*ck with she
She a killa-a-a
A killa
Boom-boom, bye-bye sleep
She a killa (killa)
She a killa (killa)
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep
Fast asleep
Yeah
I want you, you're bad ass hickey, bee-bee, Riri
I should've stayed indoors
You told me I f*cked up, haffi listen
I just wanna put one hand on it
I only see designer brands on it
You lookin' for a man, I'm your man (I'm your man)
I ain't gonna run if the cops comin' (no)
Oh, no-no-no
I'ma run 'cause your love callin', I'm so
If I get caught, baby girl would you come bail me with dough?
I know that you got it, don't you?
Oh you gon' do it with no guidance, won't you?
Best infuse, like the best infuse
Like the Facetime, many time I get time
Give it real good
I deserve the attention
Tell me you love me
And grab my waist dutty whine
'Cause she a killa
A killa
Boom-boom, bye-bye sleep
She a killa-a-a
A killa
Nobody can f*ck with she
She a killa-a-a
A killa
Boom-boom, bye-bye
She a killa (killa)
She a killa (oh, killa)
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep, can't f*ck with she, not she
Fast asleep
Fast asleep
Writer: Akintunde Akinwande, Baruch Nembhard Sr., David Adeleke, Iman Shumpert, Jamal Rashid, Kensington Kross, Kevin Kessee, Teyana Taylor, Tune Da Rula
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bad
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh (ayy)
I gave you diamonds, you gave me stones
Your heart was icy so I threw my mink on
I dressed it up but you didn't deserve
None of my, none of my, none of my
None of my, none of my, none of my love
I gave you life, you pulled the plug
Tried to downplay me but we knew what it was
When you forgot that, I forgot it too
This shot, this shot, this shot
This shot, this shot goes out to you
Toast to my ex-friend for making you my ex-man
Toast to the bullets that took down two wasteman
Toast to them liars now that I know the truth
Thank you, thank you, thank you for upgrading my view
You turned a good girl into a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad bitch
You did more good, you did more good than dam', dam', dam', dam', dam', dam', dam' damage
You turned a good girl into a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad bitch
You did more good, you did more good than damage, damage, damage
Oh, oh (ayy)
I gave you diamonds, you gave me stones
Your heart was icy so I threw my mink on
I dressed it up but you didn't deserve
None of my, none of my, none of my
None of my, none of my, none of my love
I gave you life, you pulled the plug
Tried to downplay me but we knew what it was
When you forgot that, I forgot it too
This shot, this shot, this shot
This shot, this shot goes out to you
Toast to my ex-friend for making you my ex-man
Toast to the bullets that took down two wasteman
Toast to them liars now that I know the truth
Thank you, thank you, thank you for upgrading my view
You turned a good girl into a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad bitch
You did more good, you did more good than dam', dam', dam', dam', dam', dam', dam' damage
You turned a good girl into a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad bitch
You did more good, you did more good than damage, damage, damage
Writer: Austin Owens, Brittany Coney, Denisia Andrews, Hal Ritson, James Foye III, Richard Adlam, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wrong Bitch
Hol' up
Ain't no more insecure Issa Rae shit (nope)
Know you're probably used to dealin' with them hoes who be scare to say shit
So they let you run 'round, f*ck around, while they sit there ain't take it
But I ain't that crazy, no I ain't that patient
No, no that ain't the arrangement (oh yeah)
So I need to know just what we doin'
If this what you want, you need to prove it
Keep f*cking 'round, you gon' look stupid
That's why I'm telling you right now
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (yeah)
You got the wrong, wrong bitch (bitch)
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
I ain't sticking 'round for the run around
For the run around, what the hell?
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
Ooh, whoa
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, whoa
Ooh, yeah, yeah (ayy)
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
No, oh-oh, no, oh-oh
And for all the things you say
And for all the games you play
Recording everything, you be seeing things
But you only see it your way (your way)
Baby you could be replaced (oh no)
Swear you're makin' a mistake (oh, oh, oh)
If you think I won't skate on you
What we doin'? (Oh, yeah, yeah)
If this what you want, you need to prove it
Keep f*cking 'round, you gon' look stupid
That's why I'm telling you right now
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (yeah)
You got the wrong, wrong bitch (bitch)
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (yeah)
I ain't sticking 'round for the run around
For the run around, what the hell?
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (no, oh-oh)
Ooh, whoa
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
You got the wrong, wrong bitch (yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (oh, no)
Oh, yeah, you got the wrong, wrong bitch (yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
You got the wrong, wrong bitch (yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong, wrong, yeah
Ooh whoa, oh-oh
You got the wrong one
Hmm, hmm, oh
Ain't no more insecure Issa Rae shit (nope)
Know you're probably used to dealin' with them hoes who be scare to say shit
So they let you run 'round, f*ck around, while they sit there ain't take it
But I ain't that crazy, no I ain't that patient
No, no that ain't the arrangement (oh yeah)
So I need to know just what we doin'
If this what you want, you need to prove it
Keep f*cking 'round, you gon' look stupid
That's why I'm telling you right now
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (yeah)
You got the wrong, wrong bitch (bitch)
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
I ain't sticking 'round for the run around
For the run around, what the hell?
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
Ooh, whoa
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, whoa
Ooh, yeah, yeah (ayy)
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
No, oh-oh, no, oh-oh
And for all the things you say
And for all the games you play
Recording everything, you be seeing things
But you only see it your way (your way)
Baby you could be replaced (oh no)
Swear you're makin' a mistake (oh, oh, oh)
If you think I won't skate on you
What we doin'? (Oh, yeah, yeah)
If this what you want, you need to prove it
Keep f*cking 'round, you gon' look stupid
That's why I'm telling you right now
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (yeah)
You got the wrong, wrong bitch (bitch)
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (yeah)
I ain't sticking 'round for the run around
For the run around, what the hell?
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (no, oh-oh)
Ooh, whoa
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
You got the wrong, wrong bitch (yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong, wrong bitch
You got the wrong bitch, yeah (oh, no)
Oh, yeah, you got the wrong, wrong bitch (yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong bitch, yeah
You got the wrong, wrong bitch (yeah, yeah)
You got the wrong, wrong, yeah
Ooh whoa, oh-oh
You got the wrong one
Hmm, hmm, oh
Writer: Austin Owens, James Foye, Marquis Rachid, Teyana Taylor, Xenia Karungu
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Shoot It Up
(Hol' up)
You say you love me (love me, love me)
You think that you got the answers
You say you're 'bout it ('bout it, 'bout it)
Boy, you know you're such a cancer
I knew that I (knew that I), know that I wanna be next to you
'Cause you know that I been
Wonderin' about what you doin', wonderin' about what we goin'
Tell me, what am I missin' baby? Missin', oh
What am I missin' from this? Tell me that you want this
Tell me that you run this
'Cause I can't be with another nigga
Who won't return my love
Got me f*cked up, I'll shoot some shit up
Pretense, I can't pretend, no
Tell me if you notice, notice that I'm out of focus
Baby boy, you know it's bogus
I just wanna know if you feel me
I just wanna know if you hear me
I just wanna know if you with this
Nigga, what you want? Is you wit' it? Yeah
I can't be with another nigga
Who won't return my love
Got me f*cked up, I'll shoot some shit up (yeah)
Pretend (brrt), I can't pretend, no (look)
I talk way less than I demonstrated
I need my respect reciprocated
Tailor made just like your little baby (yeah)
If it's not a reason, then you make it
Sometimes I feel like you love to hate me
I never gave you trauma someone gave me
Talk like you f*ck too crazy
I can tell it's hidden from your face
It's when you bustin', get to shakin'
I know relationships
If it's not first, then it's in the worst place
I can tell you don't trust me
But behind trust issues is the one who gave 'em to you in the first place
Sweetie, do you want me when you need me?
You still there for me when you leave me, trust me and believe me
You say you feel mistreated, how? Okay, show me
I only know much as you teach me
'Cause I can't be with another nigga
Who won't return my love
Got me f*cked up, I'll shoot some shit up
Pretend, I can't pretend, no
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh no, no
Oh, yeah (I'ma shoot the shit up)
Alright, oh
Yeah, ooh
You say you love me (love me, love me)
You think that you got the answers
You say you're 'bout it ('bout it, 'bout it)
Boy, you know you're such a cancer
I knew that I (knew that I), know that I wanna be next to you
'Cause you know that I been
Wonderin' about what you doin', wonderin' about what we goin'
Tell me, what am I missin' baby? Missin', oh
What am I missin' from this? Tell me that you want this
Tell me that you run this
'Cause I can't be with another nigga
Who won't return my love
Got me f*cked up, I'll shoot some shit up
Pretense, I can't pretend, no
Tell me if you notice, notice that I'm out of focus
Baby boy, you know it's bogus
I just wanna know if you feel me
I just wanna know if you hear me
I just wanna know if you with this
Nigga, what you want? Is you wit' it? Yeah
I can't be with another nigga
Who won't return my love
Got me f*cked up, I'll shoot some shit up (yeah)
Pretend (brrt), I can't pretend, no (look)
I talk way less than I demonstrated
I need my respect reciprocated
Tailor made just like your little baby (yeah)
If it's not a reason, then you make it
Sometimes I feel like you love to hate me
I never gave you trauma someone gave me
Talk like you f*ck too crazy
I can tell it's hidden from your face
It's when you bustin', get to shakin'
I know relationships
If it's not first, then it's in the worst place
I can tell you don't trust me
But behind trust issues is the one who gave 'em to you in the first place
Sweetie, do you want me when you need me?
You still there for me when you leave me, trust me and believe me
You say you feel mistreated, how? Okay, show me
I only know much as you teach me
'Cause I can't be with another nigga
Who won't return my love
Got me f*cked up, I'll shoot some shit up
Pretend, I can't pretend, no
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh no, no
Oh, yeah (I'ma shoot the shit up)
Alright, oh
Yeah, ooh
Writer: Austin Owens, Iman Shumpert, James Foye III, Joshua Coleman, Marco Cuabra, Sean Anderson, Teyana Taylor, Xenia Karungu
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Bare Wit Me
Oh, ooh, no
I can't give a nigga my trust
Ayy, oh
Ayy, oh, oh no
Yeah (ayy)
Oh
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy
I been tellin' niggas lies (yeah)
Try to split up all my time (yeah)
With two or three guys (yeah)
'Cause I can't make up my mind, I know
I'm so indecisive (ayy, yeah)
And I know that you don't like it (ayy, uh huh)
And I never let my guard down (ayy)
But you steady tryna wife it, oh no (ayy)
Don't you see that I got baggage?
My heart's way too hard to manage, oh no
I can't give a nigga my trust (I can't)
Said you workin' to change that, but just
Bare wit' me (bare, bare, bare)
You gotta bare wit' me (bare, bare, bare)
Oh, bare wit' me, oh (bare, bare, bare)
Baby, just (ayy), oh, just (ayy)
Bare wit' me (bare wit' me, bare wit' me, bare)
You gotta bare wit' me (bare wit' me, bare wit' me, bare)
Oh, bare wit' me, yeah (bare wit' me, bare wit' me, bare)
Baby, just (ayy), just (ayy)
Oh
Oh, oh no
Yeah, oh
Baby, just (bare), just
Niggas, niggas, niggas wrapped around a finger
I don't think I get it (I don't think I get it)
If you was in the picture, maybe I would listen
Times I wish I didn't
Memory started
Bare wit' me through heartbreaks
Bare wit' me through long days
Bare wit' me, don't part ways
Niggas, niggas, niggas wrapped around a finger
I don't think I get it
I can't give a nigga my trust
Ayy, oh
Ayy, oh, oh no
Yeah (ayy)
Oh
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy
I been tellin' niggas lies (yeah)
Try to split up all my time (yeah)
With two or three guys (yeah)
'Cause I can't make up my mind, I know
I'm so indecisive (ayy, yeah)
And I know that you don't like it (ayy, uh huh)
And I never let my guard down (ayy)
But you steady tryna wife it, oh no (ayy)
Don't you see that I got baggage?
My heart's way too hard to manage, oh no
I can't give a nigga my trust (I can't)
Said you workin' to change that, but just
Bare wit' me (bare, bare, bare)
You gotta bare wit' me (bare, bare, bare)
Oh, bare wit' me, oh (bare, bare, bare)
Baby, just (ayy), oh, just (ayy)
Bare wit' me (bare wit' me, bare wit' me, bare)
You gotta bare wit' me (bare wit' me, bare wit' me, bare)
Oh, bare wit' me, yeah (bare wit' me, bare wit' me, bare)
Baby, just (ayy), just (ayy)
Oh
Oh, oh no
Yeah, oh
Baby, just (bare), just
Niggas, niggas, niggas wrapped around a finger
I don't think I get it (I don't think I get it)
If you was in the picture, maybe I would listen
Times I wish I didn't
Memory started
Bare wit' me through heartbreaks
Bare wit' me through long days
Bare wit' me, don't part ways
Niggas, niggas, niggas wrapped around a finger
I don't think I get it
Writer: Andre Carnell Robertson, Carl Mccormick, Eric Marquise Dugar, Nija Charles, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lose Each Other
Ah
Ah-ah
Ah, oh whoa
No, no
Whoa, ah
We don't have to lose each other
We could still be friends if you want it
Baby all these ultimatums
Makin' me feel like we faked it
I'll still go and see your mother
I'll still check up on your brother
I meant it when I said, "I loved you"
And love just don't go away
Baby, we don't have to lose each other
I'm the only one that knows you
What am I supposed to do if I can't hit you when I need you?
Just 'cause I can't handle love, don't mean I wanna leave you
We don't have to lose each other
You could still text me sometime
I could still slide through to your crib, on some midnight shit
And a bottle of cheap wine
We don't have to lose each other
I don't know what I would do without you, no, no-no
More than just used to be lovers
I thought we were friends
This don't gotta end
This don't gotta end
This don't gotta end
Don't
Baby, baby
Ah-ah
Ah, oh whoa
No, no
Whoa, ah
We don't have to lose each other
We could still be friends if you want it
Baby all these ultimatums
Makin' me feel like we faked it
I'll still go and see your mother
I'll still check up on your brother
I meant it when I said, "I loved you"
And love just don't go away
Baby, we don't have to lose each other
I'm the only one that knows you
What am I supposed to do if I can't hit you when I need you?
Just 'cause I can't handle love, don't mean I wanna leave you
We don't have to lose each other
You could still text me sometime
I could still slide through to your crib, on some midnight shit
And a bottle of cheap wine
We don't have to lose each other
I don't know what I would do without you, no, no-no
More than just used to be lovers
I thought we were friends
This don't gotta end
This don't gotta end
This don't gotta end
Don't
Baby, baby
Writer: Badriia "Bibi" Bourelly, Mike Dean, Raymond Komba, Teyana Taylor, Uforo Ebong
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Concrete
Ooh, oh
My body's your addiction
Your touch is my affliction
I speak, you never listen
Somehow we stay consistent
Rehearsin' my thoughts on the way to your crib, oh
Overnight bag in the back of the whip
You dickamtize my feelings
Then judge the way I'm healing
I thought you grew up Christian
Let's talk about forgiveness
But you wanna sit and breath on the phone, no
Silence is tellin' me something's strong
We can f*ck it away, we can tuck it away (oh, oh)
We can drink it away, Hennessy it way, yeah (oh-oh, oh)
We can't fight it a way, can't one night it away
Too much pride in the way, yeah
Tryna get through to you, feels like a burden
Why am I so confused, if we're for certain?
Too much on my mind, too much on the line
Don't know why every time
That shit like talkin' to concrete, concrete, concrete
Harder than concrete, concrete, concrete
I need something concrete, concrete, concrete
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ooh, ooh
We can moan it away, we can blow it away (oh, oh)
We can lay it away, day by day it away, yeah (oh, oh, oh)
We can text it away, can finesse it away
Yeah, yeah
Gaslightin' my emotions (gaslightin' my emotions)
Somehow you got the notion (somehow you got the notion)
A woman's better broken, but nigga, don't provoke me
When I get reactive, you tell me to chill
That's that, toxic shit that I don't feel
I weaponize the pussy
You strong enough to push me
I call you on your bullshit, you take it as I'm pushy
Tell me what's worse, lookin' crazy or weak? (Weak, weak)
Don't know how I got tangled up in your sheets
We can kiss it away, we can wish it away (oh, oh)
We can throw it away, ignore it away (oh, oh, oh)
We can't smoke it away, can't just roll it away
Can't control it this way
Tryna get through to you, feels like a burden
Why am I so confused, if we're for certain?
Too much on my mind, too much on the line
Don't know why every time
That shit like talkin' to concrete, concrete, concrete
Harder than concrete, concrete, concrete
I need something concrete, concrete, concrete
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ooh, ooh
We can moan it away, we can blow it away (oh, oh)
We can lay it away, day by day it away, yeah (oh, oh, oh)
We can text it away, can finesse it away
My body's your addiction
Your touch is my affliction
I speak, you never listen
Somehow we stay consistent
Rehearsin' my thoughts on the way to your crib, oh
Overnight bag in the back of the whip
You dickamtize my feelings
Then judge the way I'm healing
I thought you grew up Christian
Let's talk about forgiveness
But you wanna sit and breath on the phone, no
Silence is tellin' me something's strong
We can f*ck it away, we can tuck it away (oh, oh)
We can drink it away, Hennessy it way, yeah (oh-oh, oh)
We can't fight it a way, can't one night it away
Too much pride in the way, yeah
Tryna get through to you, feels like a burden
Why am I so confused, if we're for certain?
Too much on my mind, too much on the line
Don't know why every time
That shit like talkin' to concrete, concrete, concrete
Harder than concrete, concrete, concrete
I need something concrete, concrete, concrete
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ooh, ooh
We can moan it away, we can blow it away (oh, oh)
We can lay it away, day by day it away, yeah (oh, oh, oh)
We can text it away, can finesse it away
Yeah, yeah
Gaslightin' my emotions (gaslightin' my emotions)
Somehow you got the notion (somehow you got the notion)
A woman's better broken, but nigga, don't provoke me
When I get reactive, you tell me to chill
That's that, toxic shit that I don't feel
I weaponize the pussy
You strong enough to push me
I call you on your bullshit, you take it as I'm pushy
Tell me what's worse, lookin' crazy or weak? (Weak, weak)
Don't know how I got tangled up in your sheets
We can kiss it away, we can wish it away (oh, oh)
We can throw it away, ignore it away (oh, oh, oh)
We can't smoke it away, can't just roll it away
Can't control it this way
Tryna get through to you, feels like a burden
Why am I so confused, if we're for certain?
Too much on my mind, too much on the line
Don't know why every time
That shit like talkin' to concrete, concrete, concrete
Harder than concrete, concrete, concrete
I need something concrete, concrete, concrete
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ooh, ooh
We can moan it away, we can blow it away (oh, oh)
We can lay it away, day by day it away, yeah (oh, oh, oh)
We can text it away, can finesse it away
Writer: Brittany Coney, Denisia Andrews, Ira Andrews, Teyana Taylor, Travis Marsh
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Still
Oh, ooh-ooh
Yeah, ayy
Just the thought of you, ooh-ooh
Just the thought of you
Makes me weak, in my knees, baby
No matter what you do, ooh
No matter what you do
I still believe, still believe
Way more to see
More to us
More to life, more than what
I've been given, where's my healin'?
I keep cryin' for love
But it won't wipe, won't wipe, my tears, yeah
I keep cryin' for love
But it won't wipe, won't wipe, my tears
Ain't it crazy how I'm still so emotional, still?
Got no control, still forever yours
I can't fight back, I don't want to, babe, uh
I can't fight back, I don't want to, babe
'Cause I'm always a heartbreak too late
Chillin' with some shit from the past
Tryna get what I never had, oh no, no (yeah)
I keep cryin' for love
But it won't wipe, won't wipe my tears, yeah
I keep cryin' for love
But it won't wipe, won't wipe, my tears
Ain't it crazy how I'm still so emotional, still?
Got no control, still forever yours
I can't fight back, I don't want to, babe, uh
I can't fight back, babe
'Cause I'm always too late
Chillin' with some shit from the past
Tryna get what I never had, oh no, no (yeah)
Just the thought of you, ooh, ooh
Just the thought of you
Makes me weak, in my knees, baby
No matter what you do, ooh
No matter what you do
I still believe, still believe
Way more to see
More to us
More to life, more than what
I've been given, where's my healin'?
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, hmm
'Cause I'm always
Chillin' with some shit from the past
Tryna get what I never had, uh
I keep cryin' for
But
Still
Not givin' up on you
Still forever yours
Yeah, ayy
Just the thought of you, ooh-ooh
Just the thought of you
Makes me weak, in my knees, baby
No matter what you do, ooh
No matter what you do
I still believe, still believe
Way more to see
More to us
More to life, more than what
I've been given, where's my healin'?
I keep cryin' for love
But it won't wipe, won't wipe, my tears, yeah
I keep cryin' for love
But it won't wipe, won't wipe, my tears
Ain't it crazy how I'm still so emotional, still?
Got no control, still forever yours
I can't fight back, I don't want to, babe, uh
I can't fight back, I don't want to, babe
'Cause I'm always a heartbreak too late
Chillin' with some shit from the past
Tryna get what I never had, oh no, no (yeah)
I keep cryin' for love
But it won't wipe, won't wipe my tears, yeah
I keep cryin' for love
But it won't wipe, won't wipe, my tears
Ain't it crazy how I'm still so emotional, still?
Got no control, still forever yours
I can't fight back, I don't want to, babe, uh
I can't fight back, babe
'Cause I'm always too late
Chillin' with some shit from the past
Tryna get what I never had, oh no, no (yeah)
Just the thought of you, ooh, ooh
Just the thought of you
Makes me weak, in my knees, baby
No matter what you do, ooh
No matter what you do
I still believe, still believe
Way more to see
More to us
More to life, more than what
I've been given, where's my healin'?
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, hmm
'Cause I'm always
Chillin' with some shit from the past
Tryna get what I never had, uh
I keep cryin' for
But
Still
Not givin' up on you
Still forever yours
Writer: Aaron Goldstein, Argaw Belay Jr., Brittany Coney, Denisia Andrews, Nima Jahanbin, Paimon Jahanbin, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Ever Ever
How sad (it's so sad)
How sad (it's so sad)
That all things come to an end
(It was the sweet)
The sweetest thing I know
You said, you wish I was a little more patient (patient)
And I just wish your heart was vacant, baby (was vacant, baby)
Tell me who's been stayin' lately?
When I call, you don't call back (call back)
I, turned into all them, then I fall back (then I fall back)
Uh, 'cause I need to know ('cause I need to know)
If you're still visible
So boy I know you ain't the same you, not tryna change you
But can't compromise (compromise)
I know we need the distance, to bring your missin'
Do I cross your mind, don't lie?
Tell me are you happy? (Happy)
Tell me are you happy? (Happy)
Boy, don't tell me you don't ever-ever
Ever, ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever think about me?
Tell me are you happy? (Ooh)
Tell me are you happy?
Boy, don't tell me you don't ever-ever
Ever, ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever think about me?
Yeah, yeah
(I wish I) didn't get so weak
Ooh, ooh, baby
Just to hear you speak
Intoxicated (intoxicated)
Oh, oh so intoxicated (intoxicated)
Sometimes I feel so crazy
Livin' in front of your bullets (of your bullets)
And I question the things I do for you
Like do you would or you wouldn't, do the same? (The same)
There's really no difference between bein' in love and bein' too dismissive
But I'd do it all over again, if I had to, in one instant
Like I knew your minutes, time was just an illusion
Ooh, ooh, so I ain't in a hurry, to jump to no conclusions
Tell me are you happy? (Happy)
Tell me are you happy? (Happy)
Boy, don't tell me you don't ever-ever
Ever, ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever think about me?
Tell me are you happy? (Ooh)
Tell me are you happy?
Boy, don't tell me you don't ever-ever
Ever, ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever think about me?
Yeah, yeah
(How sad, it's so sad)
How sad (it's so sad)
That all things come to an end (true)
But then again, oh
It was the sweet
The sweetest thing I know
(It was the sweet)
The sweetest thing, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
But then again (oh, yeah)
It was the sweet
The sweetest thing, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
(It was the) sweet
The sweetest thing I know
How sad (it's so sad)
That all things come to an end
(It was the sweet)
The sweetest thing I know
You said, you wish I was a little more patient (patient)
And I just wish your heart was vacant, baby (was vacant, baby)
Tell me who's been stayin' lately?
When I call, you don't call back (call back)
I, turned into all them, then I fall back (then I fall back)
Uh, 'cause I need to know ('cause I need to know)
If you're still visible
So boy I know you ain't the same you, not tryna change you
But can't compromise (compromise)
I know we need the distance, to bring your missin'
Do I cross your mind, don't lie?
Tell me are you happy? (Happy)
Tell me are you happy? (Happy)
Boy, don't tell me you don't ever-ever
Ever, ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever think about me?
Tell me are you happy? (Ooh)
Tell me are you happy?
Boy, don't tell me you don't ever-ever
Ever, ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever think about me?
Yeah, yeah
(I wish I) didn't get so weak
Ooh, ooh, baby
Just to hear you speak
Intoxicated (intoxicated)
Oh, oh so intoxicated (intoxicated)
Sometimes I feel so crazy
Livin' in front of your bullets (of your bullets)
And I question the things I do for you
Like do you would or you wouldn't, do the same? (The same)
There's really no difference between bein' in love and bein' too dismissive
But I'd do it all over again, if I had to, in one instant
Like I knew your minutes, time was just an illusion
Ooh, ooh, so I ain't in a hurry, to jump to no conclusions
Tell me are you happy? (Happy)
Tell me are you happy? (Happy)
Boy, don't tell me you don't ever-ever
Ever, ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever think about me?
Tell me are you happy? (Ooh)
Tell me are you happy?
Boy, don't tell me you don't ever-ever
Ever, ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever think about me?
Yeah, yeah
(How sad, it's so sad)
How sad (it's so sad)
That all things come to an end (true)
But then again, oh
It was the sweet
The sweetest thing I know
(It was the sweet)
The sweetest thing, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
But then again (oh, yeah)
It was the sweet
The sweetest thing, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
(It was the) sweet
The sweetest thing I know
Writer: Brittany Coney, Denisia Andrews, Lauryn Hill, Teyana Taylor, Wyclef Jean
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Try Again
I said things that I don't mean
You did things you can't take back
Maybe we should let it go
Or maybe we should try again? Yeah
Maybe we should try again? Yeah
Or maybe we should try again?
Try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
A part of me is telling me I should leave you alone
But I know eventually I'ma pick up the phone
Like, "Where you at? Where you is? What you doing? How you been?
Been a while since we chilled, you should bring it by the crib"
Now, I ain't tryna erase history
We'll be enemies with memories, yeah
I said things that I don't mean
You did things you can't take back
Maybe we should let it go
Or maybe we should try again?
Try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
It's been a long time since I left you
I had to step back to step through
Steph moves, flex moves
Whole crew let loose but I choose to choose you
I know why you're running from me
Smart enough to know you really love me, yeah, yeah
I know ain't no other body for me
Didn't wanna lose those memories, yeah, yeah
I said things that I don't mean (I said)
You did things you can't take back (oh whoa)
Maybe we should let it go
Or maybe we should try again? (Try again, oh)
Try again, try again, try again, yeah (try again, oh)
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah (try again, oh)
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
You did things you can't take back
Maybe we should let it go
Or maybe we should try again? Yeah
Maybe we should try again? Yeah
Or maybe we should try again?
Try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
A part of me is telling me I should leave you alone
But I know eventually I'ma pick up the phone
Like, "Where you at? Where you is? What you doing? How you been?
Been a while since we chilled, you should bring it by the crib"
Now, I ain't tryna erase history
We'll be enemies with memories, yeah
I said things that I don't mean
You did things you can't take back
Maybe we should let it go
Or maybe we should try again?
Try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
It's been a long time since I left you
I had to step back to step through
Steph moves, flex moves
Whole crew let loose but I choose to choose you
I know why you're running from me
Smart enough to know you really love me, yeah, yeah
I know ain't no other body for me
Didn't wanna lose those memories, yeah, yeah
I said things that I don't mean (I said)
You did things you can't take back (oh whoa)
Maybe we should let it go
Or maybe we should try again? (Try again, oh)
Try again, try again, try again, yeah (try again, oh)
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah (try again, oh)
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
Try again, try again, try again, try again, yeah
Writer: Michael Orabiyi, Nija Charles, Sean Momberger, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Friends
(Noble, drop that shit)
I'm tired of saying the same things, you be playing games, man
If I had it my way, we'd be f*cking all day
I'm good at giving back, be careful what you do with that, oh no
You gotta give it back, in the mirror from the back, oh no
Sometimes I wish that I never was your lady
Sometimes I wish that I never let you taste me
You fold under pressure, get your shit together
You wanna do better? You gotta do better, shit
You want me to settle, you gotta do better, babe
If it ain't me that you want, if it ain't me that you want
Boy, that's cool
If you wanna leave right now, you ain't gotta be locked down
Go do you, you, you, you
Late-night calling, is you up right now?
I'm just turn that room upside down
You ain't ducking in and out of love, is you?
That ain't really good for my trust issues
If I ain't the one, I'm the two
Don't you go leaving me no room to assume
Tell me now, is you ducking in and out of love, is you?
That ain't really good for my trust issues, oh
Sometimes I wish that I never let you hit this
Sometimes I wish that I let you finish your hitlist
You fold under pressure, get your shit together
You want me to settle but I cannot settle
'Cause I'm too rich to settle, you gotta do better, babe
If it ain't me that you want, if it ain't me that you want
Boy, that's cool
If you wanna dip right now, you ain't gotta be locked down
Go do you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, oh
I'm tired of saying the same things, you be playing games, man
If I had it my way, we'd be f*cking all day
I'm good at giving back, be careful what you do with that, oh no
You gotta give it back, in the mirror from the back, oh no
Sometimes I wish that I never was your lady
Sometimes I wish that I never let you taste me
You fold under pressure, get your shit together
You wanna do better? You gotta do better, shit
You want me to settle, you gotta do better, babe
If it ain't me that you want, if it ain't me that you want
Boy, that's cool
If you wanna leave right now, you ain't gotta be locked down
Go do you, you, you, you
Late-night calling, is you up right now?
I'm just turn that room upside down
You ain't ducking in and out of love, is you?
That ain't really good for my trust issues
If I ain't the one, I'm the two
Don't you go leaving me no room to assume
Tell me now, is you ducking in and out of love, is you?
That ain't really good for my trust issues, oh
Sometimes I wish that I never let you hit this
Sometimes I wish that I let you finish your hitlist
You fold under pressure, get your shit together
You want me to settle but I cannot settle
'Cause I'm too rich to settle, you gotta do better, babe
If it ain't me that you want, if it ain't me that you want
Boy, that's cool
If you wanna dip right now, you ain't gotta be locked down
Go do you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, oh
Writer: Bobby Hebb, Brittany Coney, Carvin Haggins, Denisia Andrews, Iman Shumpert, Taalib Johnson, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
How You Want It?
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want from me (Hitmaka)
You're my MVP
Tonight, I plan on f*cking you to sleep
To, to, to put it deep
Baby, you know I'm a different type of freak (yeah, yeah, yeah)
So what you tryna do to me?
Don't be shy, talk dirty to me
Now take a shot of Hennessy
Tell me what you want (how you want it?)
Ass up and face down (with the loving)
Baby let me know (when you need it)
Four-course meal, chopped down (when you eat it)
Make me curl my toes (toes)
What's the quickest way to turn you on?
Morning, middle of the night
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
I will do it all the way
Make you scream my name
I, I keep it nice and tight
Boy, relax and let me ride
Do the things we like
Oh, see if he the one, wanna see you feel a way
I'ma nasty bitch so I'ma f*ck you like I should
Know that you've been peeping, I'm a savage
And the pussy good so if you want it
You could have it (yeah, yeah)
Climb up on his dick, make it a habit (yeah, yeah)
F*ckin' with a bitch that's never average (yeah, yeah)
Tell me what you want from me (how you want it?)
Ass up and face down (with the loving)
Baby, let me know (when you need it)
Four-course meal, chopped down (when you eat it)
Make me curl my toes (toes)
What's the quickest way to turn you on?
Morning, middle of the night, tell me what you want
Yeah, tell me all the things you see in the kid
Is it me or is it just the life that I live?
Just tell me what it is 'cause I can make you feel
How he never did, as long as you keep it real
And yeah, I know I'm young but I'm old enough
I'ma stand in that pussy, have you folding up (uh-huh)
Face down, ass up, girl you know what's up
Eat it up, beat it up, make your toes curl up
I got no time to waste and no time to chase
Got to move at Christian's pace
Hold it down, when it's all at stake
On your curves, know I'm slowing my brakes
No guarantees I'ma make it home safe
I'm so stuck in my ways, out of town for a couple of days
But when I'm back, I be right on my way
And I got nothing to say
No games, girl, you know my style
I got the recipe to make you smile (tell me what you want)
(How you want it?)
Ass up and face down (with the loving)
Baby, let me know (when you need it)
Four-course meal, chopped down (when you eat it)
Make me curl my toes (toes)
What's the quickest way to turn you on?
Morning, middle of the night
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want from me (Hitmaka)
You're my MVP
Tonight, I plan on f*cking you to sleep
To, to, to put it deep
Baby, you know I'm a different type of freak (yeah, yeah, yeah)
So what you tryna do to me?
Don't be shy, talk dirty to me
Now take a shot of Hennessy
Tell me what you want (how you want it?)
Ass up and face down (with the loving)
Baby let me know (when you need it)
Four-course meal, chopped down (when you eat it)
Make me curl my toes (toes)
What's the quickest way to turn you on?
Morning, middle of the night
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
I will do it all the way
Make you scream my name
I, I keep it nice and tight
Boy, relax and let me ride
Do the things we like
Oh, see if he the one, wanna see you feel a way
I'ma nasty bitch so I'ma f*ck you like I should
Know that you've been peeping, I'm a savage
And the pussy good so if you want it
You could have it (yeah, yeah)
Climb up on his dick, make it a habit (yeah, yeah)
F*ckin' with a bitch that's never average (yeah, yeah)
Tell me what you want from me (how you want it?)
Ass up and face down (with the loving)
Baby, let me know (when you need it)
Four-course meal, chopped down (when you eat it)
Make me curl my toes (toes)
What's the quickest way to turn you on?
Morning, middle of the night, tell me what you want
Yeah, tell me all the things you see in the kid
Is it me or is it just the life that I live?
Just tell me what it is 'cause I can make you feel
How he never did, as long as you keep it real
And yeah, I know I'm young but I'm old enough
I'ma stand in that pussy, have you folding up (uh-huh)
Face down, ass up, girl you know what's up
Eat it up, beat it up, make your toes curl up
I got no time to waste and no time to chase
Got to move at Christian's pace
Hold it down, when it's all at stake
On your curves, know I'm slowing my brakes
No guarantees I'ma make it home safe
I'm so stuck in my ways, out of town for a couple of days
But when I'm back, I be right on my way
And I got nothing to say
No games, girl, you know my style
I got the recipe to make you smile (tell me what you want)
(How you want it?)
Ass up and face down (with the loving)
Baby, let me know (when you need it)
Four-course meal, chopped down (when you eat it)
Make me curl my toes (toes)
What's the quickest way to turn you on?
Morning, middle of the night
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Writer: Carl Mccormick, Christian Combs, Christian Ward, Curtis Mayfield, Jamal Gwin, Keisha Spivey, Mason Betha, Nashiem Myrick, Sean Combs, Teyana Taylor, Lerron Carson
Copyright: Lyrics © SOAR MUSIC GROUP, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © SOAR MUSIC GROUP, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Made It
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the cash yeah, his bag, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the bag yeah, his cash, yeah
Girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
Baby girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
It's been a long time comin'
All these blessings rolling in
I ain't even see 'em comin'
Too hard, too hard, I been going too hard now
They say I need a vacation, say I need to slow down
And I ain't tryna slow down
Pretty face with a bad attitude
Working like I got too much to lose
Built this shit up on two by twos
I want it now, I paid to many dues
Head up and my heels high
This what life suppose to feel like
Looking like I'm in the gym right
Taking side pics looking thick like
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the cash yeah, his bag, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the bag yeah, his cash, yeah
Girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
Baby girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
No more stressin'
I can't control God's timing, learned my lesson
Can't trust too many people, shit gets reckless
Mo' rings, I've changed, I've changed
Who really on my inside now?
Who's really getting down, down?
My baby taught me true love, true love
Everything is new love
Wake up to my daughter and my hubby, now
That's crew love, guess I never knew love
Head up and my heels high
That's what life suppose to feel like
Throw it back, throw it back now
For the '99 and the two thou'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the cash yeah, his bag, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the bag yeah, his cash, yeah
Girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
Baby girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
Self love is the best love, yeah, yeah
Self love is the best love, yeah, yeah
Self love is the best love, yeah, yeah
Self love is the best love, yeah, yeah
Ya made it, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Mm yeah, yeah
Mm yeah, yeah
Uh, head up and ya heels high
Head up and ya heels high
Head up and ya heels high
Ayy
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the cash yeah, his bag, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the bag yeah, his cash, yeah
Girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
Baby girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
It's been a long time comin'
All these blessings rolling in
I ain't even see 'em comin'
Too hard, too hard, I been going too hard now
They say I need a vacation, say I need to slow down
And I ain't tryna slow down
Pretty face with a bad attitude
Working like I got too much to lose
Built this shit up on two by twos
I want it now, I paid to many dues
Head up and my heels high
This what life suppose to feel like
Looking like I'm in the gym right
Taking side pics looking thick like
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the cash yeah, his bag, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the bag yeah, his cash, yeah
Girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
Baby girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
No more stressin'
I can't control God's timing, learned my lesson
Can't trust too many people, shit gets reckless
Mo' rings, I've changed, I've changed
Who really on my inside now?
Who's really getting down, down?
My baby taught me true love, true love
Everything is new love
Wake up to my daughter and my hubby, now
That's crew love, guess I never knew love
Head up and my heels high
That's what life suppose to feel like
Throw it back, throw it back now
For the '99 and the two thou'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the cash yeah, his bag, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend the bag yeah, his cash, yeah
Girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
Baby girl, you made it, you made it
Aw yeah, you made it, you made it
Self love is the best love, yeah, yeah
Self love is the best love, yeah, yeah
Self love is the best love, yeah, yeah
Self love is the best love, yeah, yeah
Ya made it, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Mm yeah, yeah
Mm yeah, yeah
Uh, head up and ya heels high
Head up and ya heels high
Head up and ya heels high
Ayy
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Girl, you working with some ass yeah, you bad, yeah
Writer: Brittany Coney, Bunny Sigler, Byron Thomas, Denisia Andrews, Dwayne Carter, Jahmal Gwin, James Jimmy Henry Sigler, Kanye Omari West, Morris Bailey Jr., Terius Gray, Teyana Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
We Got Love
We got love, love, love
You better believe it (sing)
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
I got house and the carriage yeah
I got black love in marriage yeah
They gon' say you can't have it but
I'm like don't kill the messenger
We gon' break the stigma up
Huxtables turn to Obamas
It ain't about where you been
Where you from, what you got
It's all about love
Self love is the best love
When you go take that wristband off
That pity party been over
Don't need makeup to dress you up
I gave birth on the bathroom floor
Just me, Iman, and headphone cords
Don't let this life defeat you
I hope this message reach you
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
We got love, love, love
You better believe it (sing)
We got love, love, love
Ya better believe it (sing)
I live in abundance
Love is the new money
I'm mentally wealthy
Spiritually conscious
I'm fresh outta Onyx
I'm bawlin' and ballin'
I play with the hundreds
Love is the new money
That's my frequency
Spark up burn the sage
Clear the room kill the hate
Love is the new wave
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
We got love, love, love
You better believe it (sing)
We got love, love, love
You better believe it (sing)
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
(Put your hands up)
(Put your hands up)
(Put your hands up)
(Up)
(Put your hands up)
You better believe it (sing)
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
I got house and the carriage yeah
I got black love in marriage yeah
They gon' say you can't have it but
I'm like don't kill the messenger
We gon' break the stigma up
Huxtables turn to Obamas
It ain't about where you been
Where you from, what you got
It's all about love
Self love is the best love
When you go take that wristband off
That pity party been over
Don't need makeup to dress you up
I gave birth on the bathroom floor
Just me, Iman, and headphone cords
Don't let this life defeat you
I hope this message reach you
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
We got love, love, love
You better believe it (sing)
We got love, love, love
Ya better believe it (sing)
I live in abundance
Love is the new money
I'm mentally wealthy
Spiritually conscious
I'm fresh outta Onyx
I'm bawlin' and ballin'
I play with the hundreds
Love is the new money
That's my frequency
Spark up burn the sage
Clear the room kill the hate
Love is the new wave
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
We got love, love, love
You better believe it (sing)
We got love, love, love
You better believe it (sing)
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
I'm just chillin' with the homies
Home is where the heart is, ahh
(Put your hands up)
(Put your hands up)
(Put your hands up)
(Up)
(Put your hands up)
Writer: Bobby Solomon, Brittany Coney, Charles Jackson Ingersoll, Denisia Andrews, Evan Peter Mast, Jahmal Gwin, Johan Lenox, Kanye Omari West, Ronald Preyer, Seven Marcus Aurelius, Teyana Taylor, Vernon Bullock, Mike G. Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.