We know it ain't working
We know this ain't working
Say you don't deserve this
Unhappy, you leaving, I do this on purpose
You said that our time was worthless
I guess your true feelings have surfaced
Now Im all in your head and you can't go to bed girl that liquor ain't working
You always say that I be flirting
I tell you they just saying hi and I'm trying to be civil
The shit you say f*cks with my mental
Tell me just let you go but just not that simple
Now I'm in the club with my n****s
And these bitches it's crowded
Taking shots to the face and we smoking that loud so my judgement is clouded
One of these chicks here is mine, who the baddest
Slim in the waist but the ass is the fattest
Now that I'm single Its laughs and relaxing
We fly state to state and I ain't bringing baggage
Surrounded by women that's real yet they plastic
They bring out them bottles and rats start harassing
The women they line up to get in formation
Just for a chance to get put in rotation
F*ck, half of them will probably give it up
All you gotta do is show em love
Have a conversation like, girl where you from
And then when I'm done Ima have to go a pass it to my cuhz
Heard your girl like a savage
Then damn she gon f*ck with team litty
To get your girl snatched is a pity
So I would suggest that you hide her when we in yo city
20 woman at the crib and they on deck
Gold chains taking snaps in my Rolex
A couple of em got a man and they upset
F*ck one but her friend tryna go next
20 woman at the crib and they on deck
Gold chains taking snaps in my Rolex
A couple of em got a man and they upset
F*ck one but her friend tryna go next
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
Tony Black - Who's Next Lyrics
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We know it ain't working
We know this ain't working
Say you don't deserve this
Unhappy, you leaving, I do this on purpose
You said that our time was worthless
I guess your true feelings have surfaced
Now Im all in your head and you can't go to bed girl that liquor ain't working
You always say that I be flirting
I tell you they just saying hi and I'm trying to be civil
The shit you say f*cks with my mental
Tell me just let you go but just not that simple
Now I'm in the club with my n****s
And these bitches it's crowded
Taking shots to the face and we smoking that loud so my judgement is clouded
One of these chicks here is mine, who the baddest
Slim in the waist but the ass is the fattest
Now that I'm single Its laughs and relaxing
We fly state to state and I ain't bringing baggage
Surrounded by women that's real yet they plastic
They bring out them bottles and rats start harassing
The women they line up to get in formation
Just for a chance to get put in rotation
F*ck, half of them will probably give it up
All you gotta do is show em love
Have a conversation like, girl where you from
And then when I'm done Ima have to go a pass it to my cuhz
Heard your girl like a savage
Then damn she gon f*ck with team litty
To get your girl snatched is a pity
So I would suggest that you hide her when we in yo city
20 woman at the crib and they on deck
Gold chains taking snaps in my Rolex
A couple of em got a man and they upset
F*ck one but her friend tryna go next
20 woman at the crib and they on deck
Gold chains taking snaps in my Rolex
A couple of em got a man and they upset
F*ck one but her friend tryna go next
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
We know this ain't working
Say you don't deserve this
Unhappy, you leaving, I do this on purpose
You said that our time was worthless
I guess your true feelings have surfaced
Now Im all in your head and you can't go to bed girl that liquor ain't working
You always say that I be flirting
I tell you they just saying hi and I'm trying to be civil
The shit you say f*cks with my mental
Tell me just let you go but just not that simple
Now I'm in the club with my n****s
And these bitches it's crowded
Taking shots to the face and we smoking that loud so my judgement is clouded
One of these chicks here is mine, who the baddest
Slim in the waist but the ass is the fattest
Now that I'm single Its laughs and relaxing
We fly state to state and I ain't bringing baggage
Surrounded by women that's real yet they plastic
They bring out them bottles and rats start harassing
The women they line up to get in formation
Just for a chance to get put in rotation
F*ck, half of them will probably give it up
All you gotta do is show em love
Have a conversation like, girl where you from
And then when I'm done Ima have to go a pass it to my cuhz
Heard your girl like a savage
Then damn she gon f*ck with team litty
To get your girl snatched is a pity
So I would suggest that you hide her when we in yo city
20 woman at the crib and they on deck
Gold chains taking snaps in my Rolex
A couple of em got a man and they upset
F*ck one but her friend tryna go next
20 woman at the crib and they on deck
Gold chains taking snaps in my Rolex
A couple of em got a man and they upset
F*ck one but her friend tryna go next
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
F*ck one
F*ck one
Who next
You next
Gold chain, Rolex
You got a man and he upset
Cause his bitch at the crib and she on deck
Writer: Anthony Black
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