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Cheers 2 Lu Video (MV)




Performed By: Kel Mauri
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Kelvin Myers




Kel Mauri - Cheers 2 Lu Lyrics




Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ohh

Yeah
So many girls think these songs about them
Too many Barbie's out here in the club thinkin' they gonna find them a Ken
Too many times I've been crossed, probably why I feel like I don't got love to lend
I knew I couldn't trust you how you like to keep our messages saved (Why you got them saved?)
How you been by the way? (How ya been?)
Do you wan' hear what I got to say?
Treat me like I can be tamed
It's real f*cked up by the way
Who you texting right now, who's keeping you up at night?
I saw you take a trip, who paid for the flight?
Who else gonna make you feel right?
But since you up for the night, let's go
Let's roll
I called your phone, but you hung up like a coat
I know
You mad at the past, but you gotta let it go, like that movie Frozen, iced from head to toe
She was there from the start, when my point was low
I know
Like tell all these bitches I know
Yeah
Yeah
When it come to these bitches, they can't even compare
But that's something I think that you already aware
Around me she feel pressure like playin' truth or dare
She give me top, I hold her hair like she tying my laces
Don't think I could ever be racist
Not the way I'm f*ckin' all races and f*ckin' they faces, I'm gettin a rush
But when I saw you, I cut 'em all off, only a couple I still kept in touch
Want to say sorry for making you fall in love when I was fallin' for lust
Didn't know that was your friend when I f*cked 'fore we met, but I did anyways
Driver just got his truck lifted, we climbin' out the truck like we comin' out tanks
Yeah
Workin' like a nigga is comin' out of break
Skirtin' on the way like we comin' out a race
Got lasers like we comin' out of a rave
Psh, psh
Psh
Yeah (Psh)
Wanna bang shorty like the boom comin' out of bass
Got me hype like a pup comin' out a crate
Got lil' shorty wet like she comin' out a lake
Feel like I fumbled, I'm f*ckin' with trouble
I sip till I stumble, hoes come in a bundle
My vision is tunnel, they wan' see me crumble, probably catch it on video
When I met you, you showed me what we say could be biblical
When I met you, you showed me all these hoes are typical

Yeah
She don't care to know any my business, only my ambition
I still spilt some shit, I told her my body
Not much bout my exes, I'm feelin' her thickness
She postin' her fitness, she don't care for riches
She wan' be apprec
She wan' be appreciated
Can't be mad at that, not then or now
Got us a secret now
Duckin' a nigga 'cause you got a reason now
Who you pleasing now?
What is that nigga even banking?
What does that nigga even rank in?
Lil' nigga could get a spankin'
Could get one of my niggas, go and shank him
Leave him all vacant, like you did me
Yeah
Niggas out here really wishing they was like this, switched on by a bitch
Don't try to be my friend once a hundred on my wrist
Yeah
Get a bag then Im'a go and make it flip
Then Im'a probably go and see my bitch
Knowin' after we f*ck all she wan' do is kiss
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English

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ohh

Yeah
So many girls think these songs about them
Too many Barbie's out here in the club thinkin' they gonna find them a Ken
Too many times I've been crossed, probably why I feel like I don't got love to lend
I knew I couldn't trust you how you like to keep our messages saved (Why you got them saved?)
How you been by the way? (How ya been?)
Do you wan' hear what I got to say?
Treat me like I can be tamed
It's real f*cked up by the way
Who you texting right now, who's keeping you up at night?
I saw you take a trip, who paid for the flight?
Who else gonna make you feel right?
But since you up for the night, let's go
Let's roll
I called your phone, but you hung up like a coat
I know
You mad at the past, but you gotta let it go, like that movie Frozen, iced from head to toe
She was there from the start, when my point was low
I know
Like tell all these bitches I know
Yeah
Yeah
When it come to these bitches, they can't even compare
But that's something I think that you already aware
Around me she feel pressure like playin' truth or dare
She give me top, I hold her hair like she tying my laces
Don't think I could ever be racist
Not the way I'm f*ckin' all races and f*ckin' they faces, I'm gettin a rush
But when I saw you, I cut 'em all off, only a couple I still kept in touch
Want to say sorry for making you fall in love when I was fallin' for lust
Didn't know that was your friend when I f*cked 'fore we met, but I did anyways
Driver just got his truck lifted, we climbin' out the truck like we comin' out tanks
Yeah
Workin' like a nigga is comin' out of break
Skirtin' on the way like we comin' out a race
Got lasers like we comin' out of a rave
Psh, psh
Psh
Yeah (Psh)
Wanna bang shorty like the boom comin' out of bass
Got me hype like a pup comin' out a crate
Got lil' shorty wet like she comin' out a lake
Feel like I fumbled, I'm f*ckin' with trouble
I sip till I stumble, hoes come in a bundle
My vision is tunnel, they wan' see me crumble, probably catch it on video
When I met you, you showed me what we say could be biblical
When I met you, you showed me all these hoes are typical

Yeah
She don't care to know any my business, only my ambition
I still spilt some shit, I told her my body
Not much bout my exes, I'm feelin' her thickness
She postin' her fitness, she don't care for riches
She wan' be apprec
She wan' be appreciated
Can't be mad at that, not then or now
Got us a secret now
Duckin' a nigga 'cause you got a reason now
Who you pleasing now?
What is that nigga even banking?
What does that nigga even rank in?
Lil' nigga could get a spankin'
Could get one of my niggas, go and shank him
Leave him all vacant, like you did me
Yeah
Niggas out here really wishing they was like this, switched on by a bitch
Don't try to be my friend once a hundred on my wrist
Yeah
Get a bag then Im'a go and make it flip
Then Im'a probably go and see my bitch
Knowin' after we f*ck all she wan' do is kiss
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Writer: Kelvin Myers
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