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WomanCrushEveryday 4 Video (MV)




Performed By: THS Cal
Language: English
Length: 3:25
Written by: Calvon Weston




THS Cal - WomanCrushEveryday 4 Lyrics
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(Reuel, stop playing with these niggas)
Aye
Brown skin, cute face, she a bad bitch
Shawty slim thick, lil' waist, real savage
Gettin' chicken, shittin' on these niggas on our cash shit
Curve sluts, hoe you for my girl, yeah it's that bitch
Niggas too, always tryna be on tip
Why you lurking on her page? I don't play about my bitch
Why you talkin' out your side? You ain't really on no shit
I'm the realest nigga ever and I put that on my kids
'Cause I'm keepin' it hunnid, my baby know how we do it
We be sittin' and chillin' and vibing out to this music
It's a privilege holding you down, you the one I depend
You got me simping, writing songs whenever I tend
You know I love to hear your voice, wanna make you laugh
And every time that you smile, wanna make it last
All them niggas took a loss, now they in the past
All them hoes took a loss, now they in the past
She the realest one and ain't nobody taking her place
I used to be a city boy, but she changing my ways
And I don't give a f*ck about what niggas do or they say
Tryna get out of this trench, but lately baby I can't
But with you by my side I'm alright, your presence is fulfilling
And I don't care about these bitches, I'm staying committed
And we gon' make it out together, you know how we livin'
This shit embedded in my mental, I feel hella different
Convos, FaceTimes, late-night calls
Real love, good pipe, she can get it all
AJ, catch me if I ever fall
Score nine, touchdown bitch, call me Randy Moss
You better know it, lil' baby f*ckin' with a boss
2020 up, next year, yeah we taking off
Yeah it's f*ck her ex nigga, lil' bro a dog
Yeah it's f*ck her ex nigga, lil' bro a dog
Girl, I promise I'mma stop talking to other bitches
Long as you promise that you don't love these other niggas
All these other girls being iffy, I ain't f*ckin' wit' 'em
Nigga lost, first-place prize, now I'm f*ckin' winning
She a wild thang, lil' momma bad-bad
Hood chick, other hoes can't match that
Hang wit' f*ck niggas, can't have that
Shawty so fine, gotta cuff, not tap that
AJ Cartel, she a dime piece
She a smart girl, got a heart, but she still street
Even if we have bumps, I'mma still keep
Got a real one, locked in, I don't gotta seek
So sweet, black queen, she deserve a crown
Real geeked, good vibes when she come around
I don't want nobody else, baby hold me down
I don't want nobody else, I'mma hold you down
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(Reuel, stop playing with these niggas)
Aye
Brown skin, cute face, she a bad bitch
Shawty slim thick, lil' waist, real savage
Gettin' chicken, shittin' on these niggas on our cash shit
Curve sluts, hoe you for my girl, yeah it's that bitch
Niggas too, always tryna be on tip
Why you lurking on her page? I don't play about my bitch
Why you talkin' out your side? You ain't really on no shit
I'm the realest nigga ever and I put that on my kids
'Cause I'm keepin' it hunnid, my baby know how we do it
We be sittin' and chillin' and vibing out to this music
It's a privilege holding you down, you the one I depend
You got me simping, writing songs whenever I tend
You know I love to hear your voice, wanna make you laugh
And every time that you smile, wanna make it last
All them niggas took a loss, now they in the past
All them hoes took a loss, now they in the past
She the realest one and ain't nobody taking her place
I used to be a city boy, but she changing my ways
And I don't give a f*ck about what niggas do or they say
Tryna get out of this trench, but lately baby I can't
But with you by my side I'm alright, your presence is fulfilling
And I don't care about these bitches, I'm staying committed
And we gon' make it out together, you know how we livin'
This shit embedded in my mental, I feel hella different
Convos, FaceTimes, late-night calls
Real love, good pipe, she can get it all
AJ, catch me if I ever fall
Score nine, touchdown bitch, call me Randy Moss
You better know it, lil' baby f*ckin' with a boss
2020 up, next year, yeah we taking off
Yeah it's f*ck her ex nigga, lil' bro a dog
Yeah it's f*ck her ex nigga, lil' bro a dog
Girl, I promise I'mma stop talking to other bitches
Long as you promise that you don't love these other niggas
All these other girls being iffy, I ain't f*ckin' wit' 'em
Nigga lost, first-place prize, now I'm f*ckin' winning
She a wild thang, lil' momma bad-bad
Hood chick, other hoes can't match that
Hang wit' f*ck niggas, can't have that
Shawty so fine, gotta cuff, not tap that
AJ Cartel, she a dime piece
She a smart girl, got a heart, but she still street
Even if we have bumps, I'mma still keep
Got a real one, locked in, I don't gotta seek
So sweet, black queen, she deserve a crown
Real geeked, good vibes when she come around
I don't want nobody else, baby hold me down
I don't want nobody else, I'mma hold you down
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Writer: Calvon Weston
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