Please
Please don't let me down
See I got way too much invested
To get petty now
Back and forth with exs
They keep telling me they ready now
Told me that they f*cked somebody else
Like they get credit now
Stupid
I just hope that you different
And when I say how much I love you
I just hope that you listen
You got my head so f*cked up
This ain't no normal condition
You just the thing I was missin
Fall 18 we go missin
We gotta try this place in paris
Oh I swear it's delicious
They wanna f*ck up on our love life
Swear that you see the difference
Might have played a bitch before
But I swear that this time it's different x2
*Chorus*
Baby girl
You the champ
The one that I been rooting for
You a technical knock out
Watch em with the floor
Now watch em hit the ouuuu x2
I been in your corner
I been rooting for you
You a technical knock out
I told em check the score boo
Cause you a bad bitch
F*ck up every other bitch he had
Bitch
A savage
And you thick as hell
You know you love your rice and cabbage
Young educated queen
He pick you up in horse and carraige
Been girlfriend way too long
You got a nigga talking marriage
Girl you know you got it
Ain't no need to hit the gas
The way you put it on him
He be thinking that shit magic
Can't help but make a mess
I swear to god that shit be tragic
Baby girl
You the champ
The one that I been rooting for
You a technical knock out
Watch em with the floor
Now watch em hit the ouuuu x2
I been in your corner
*repeat*
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Please
Please don't let me down
See I got way too much invested
To get petty now
Back and forth with exs
They keep telling me they ready now
Told me that they f*cked somebody else
Like they get credit now
Stupid
I just hope that you different
And when I say how much I love you
I just hope that you listen
You got my head so f*cked up
This ain't no normal condition
You just the thing I was missin
Fall 18 we go missin
We gotta try this place in paris
Oh I swear it's delicious
They wanna f*ck up on our love life
Swear that you see the difference
Might have played a bitch before
But I swear that this time it's different x2
*Chorus*
Baby girl
You the champ
The one that I been rooting for
You a technical knock out
Watch em with the floor
Now watch em hit the ouuuu x2
I been in your corner
I been rooting for you
You a technical knock out
I told em check the score boo
Cause you a bad bitch
F*ck up every other bitch he had
Bitch
A savage
And you thick as hell
You know you love your rice and cabbage
Young educated queen
He pick you up in horse and carraige
Been girlfriend way too long
You got a nigga talking marriage
Girl you know you got it
Ain't no need to hit the gas
The way you put it on him
He be thinking that shit magic
Can't help but make a mess
I swear to god that shit be tragic
Baby girl
You the champ
The one that I been rooting for
You a technical knock out
Watch em with the floor
Now watch em hit the ouuuu x2
I been in your corner
*repeat*
Please don't let me down
See I got way too much invested
To get petty now
Back and forth with exs
They keep telling me they ready now
Told me that they f*cked somebody else
Like they get credit now
Stupid
I just hope that you different
And when I say how much I love you
I just hope that you listen
You got my head so f*cked up
This ain't no normal condition
You just the thing I was missin
Fall 18 we go missin
We gotta try this place in paris
Oh I swear it's delicious
They wanna f*ck up on our love life
Swear that you see the difference
Might have played a bitch before
But I swear that this time it's different x2
*Chorus*
Baby girl
You the champ
The one that I been rooting for
You a technical knock out
Watch em with the floor
Now watch em hit the ouuuu x2
I been in your corner
I been rooting for you
You a technical knock out
I told em check the score boo
Cause you a bad bitch
F*ck up every other bitch he had
Bitch
A savage
And you thick as hell
You know you love your rice and cabbage
Young educated queen
He pick you up in horse and carraige
Been girlfriend way too long
You got a nigga talking marriage
Girl you know you got it
Ain't no need to hit the gas
The way you put it on him
He be thinking that shit magic
Can't help but make a mess
I swear to god that shit be tragic
Baby girl
You the champ
The one that I been rooting for
You a technical knock out
Watch em with the floor
Now watch em hit the ouuuu x2
I been in your corner
*repeat*
Writer: Matthew Clarke
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.