Ooh
I changed your name in my phone just to make it work
And it did just a little bit
I told myself you ain't shit just to ease the hurt
And it did just a tintsy bit
But no matter what I do
Can't stop thinking bout you
I don't know what it is
Tell me what I gotta do
Just to
Get over it
Me and my high friends hit the club
I threw back a shot and now I'm good
Ooh Gonna get over it
Called my girl
Cause he's here
Over there
In the chair
In the cut
Sipping something
F*ck he's staring now
It was then
Everything
Memories
Flooding in
I begin
Taking notes of all my recall
Cause he's so nonchalant my ass
Kicked him to the grass
Praying for this booty mass
It's in my past
So I leave it in my past
Leave it in my past
Leave that shit up in my past aye
But he don't wanna do it
I told you baby if you bout it gone and prove it
I pick and choose call it exclusive
Plus i'm that bitch so if i say it I'ma do it aye
Take the upper hand I'm moving one up
Living good
Feeling well
All the way up
I told his hating ass shut-up
I got cha nose haters
They can't smell the come up aye
I'm a big girl
Always use the big stall
I like my hair long
And really big balls
Young venusian yeah
I'll romance your pants off
Costco fan I'm yelling Kirkland bitch not Voss
Cut nigga dirty nails
I told him get lost
My parents split but yo shoutout the pairs
Rick Ross
Copper in my cervix
I'm a rebel with a damn cause
At'ing all you dingy politicians you can get lost
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Aye
Aye
Okay
I know you bitches hungry but my asshole 86
Reaching all my goals you sucking plethoras of dicks
Started black and white f*ck up your psyche
Call it mixed
Trina reconvene but heres my ass give it a kiss
Cause I got the pretty ass face with the back fat
I'm on a mission best bet that I won't text back
Slipped and called me baby
I said stop let's correct that
And while I'm talking shit
You so dusty like ass-crack
Uhh okay I'm done
All up on me like Mary
Like I birthed his only son
Yeah the words you spit
They smell like shit
Your vocal needs some gum
Peeped you feenin
I was dreaming
Yo pass me the fork ya done bitch
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English
Ooh
I changed your name in my phone just to make it work
And it did just a little bit
I told myself you ain't shit just to ease the hurt
And it did just a tintsy bit
But no matter what I do
Can't stop thinking bout you
I don't know what it is
Tell me what I gotta do
Just to
Get over it
Me and my high friends hit the club
I threw back a shot and now I'm good
Ooh Gonna get over it
Called my girl
Cause he's here
Over there
In the chair
In the cut
Sipping something
F*ck he's staring now
It was then
Everything
Memories
Flooding in
I begin
Taking notes of all my recall
Cause he's so nonchalant my ass
Kicked him to the grass
Praying for this booty mass
It's in my past
So I leave it in my past
Leave it in my past
Leave that shit up in my past aye
But he don't wanna do it
I told you baby if you bout it gone and prove it
I pick and choose call it exclusive
Plus i'm that bitch so if i say it I'ma do it aye
Take the upper hand I'm moving one up
Living good
Feeling well
All the way up
I told his hating ass shut-up
I got cha nose haters
They can't smell the come up aye
I'm a big girl
Always use the big stall
I like my hair long
And really big balls
Young venusian yeah
I'll romance your pants off
Costco fan I'm yelling Kirkland bitch not Voss
Cut nigga dirty nails
I told him get lost
My parents split but yo shoutout the pairs
Rick Ross
Copper in my cervix
I'm a rebel with a damn cause
At'ing all you dingy politicians you can get lost
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Aye
Aye
Okay
I know you bitches hungry but my asshole 86
Reaching all my goals you sucking plethoras of dicks
Started black and white f*ck up your psyche
Call it mixed
Trina reconvene but heres my ass give it a kiss
Cause I got the pretty ass face with the back fat
I'm on a mission best bet that I won't text back
Slipped and called me baby
I said stop let's correct that
And while I'm talking shit
You so dusty like ass-crack
Uhh okay I'm done
All up on me like Mary
Like I birthed his only son
Yeah the words you spit
They smell like shit
Your vocal needs some gum
Peeped you feenin
I was dreaming
Yo pass me the fork ya done bitch
I changed your name in my phone just to make it work
And it did just a little bit
I told myself you ain't shit just to ease the hurt
And it did just a tintsy bit
But no matter what I do
Can't stop thinking bout you
I don't know what it is
Tell me what I gotta do
Just to
Get over it
Me and my high friends hit the club
I threw back a shot and now I'm good
Ooh Gonna get over it
Called my girl
Cause he's here
Over there
In the chair
In the cut
Sipping something
F*ck he's staring now
It was then
Everything
Memories
Flooding in
I begin
Taking notes of all my recall
Cause he's so nonchalant my ass
Kicked him to the grass
Praying for this booty mass
It's in my past
So I leave it in my past
Leave it in my past
Leave that shit up in my past aye
But he don't wanna do it
I told you baby if you bout it gone and prove it
I pick and choose call it exclusive
Plus i'm that bitch so if i say it I'ma do it aye
Take the upper hand I'm moving one up
Living good
Feeling well
All the way up
I told his hating ass shut-up
I got cha nose haters
They can't smell the come up aye
I'm a big girl
Always use the big stall
I like my hair long
And really big balls
Young venusian yeah
I'll romance your pants off
Costco fan I'm yelling Kirkland bitch not Voss
Cut nigga dirty nails
I told him get lost
My parents split but yo shoutout the pairs
Rick Ross
Copper in my cervix
I'm a rebel with a damn cause
At'ing all you dingy politicians you can get lost
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Aye
Aye
Okay
I know you bitches hungry but my asshole 86
Reaching all my goals you sucking plethoras of dicks
Started black and white f*ck up your psyche
Call it mixed
Trina reconvene but heres my ass give it a kiss
Cause I got the pretty ass face with the back fat
I'm on a mission best bet that I won't text back
Slipped and called me baby
I said stop let's correct that
And while I'm talking shit
You so dusty like ass-crack
Uhh okay I'm done
All up on me like Mary
Like I birthed his only son
Yeah the words you spit
They smell like shit
Your vocal needs some gum
Peeped you feenin
I was dreaming
Yo pass me the fork ya done bitch
Writer: Khamiya Terrell
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