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Say Now Video (MV)




Performed By: Zainn.mp3
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Brennan Ayers




Zainn.mp3 - Say Now Lyrics
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Could I get a moment, forget what they told ya
I'm just tryna fold ya
Pop it for me like a toaster, like you're supposed to
Said could I get a moment, to speak on my atonement
I've been feeling lonely
Told me you wanna hold me, sippin' slowly
Got me speakin' through the wire
Scuba divin' in your deep end, really guess it depends
If your sea got a reason, for another diver
Oh baby girl, what do you require
Model face, thin waist
Booty fat, big bank
I done scraped that plate
And you ain't got nothing to say now
You ain't got nothing to say, no
You ain't got nothing to say now
Though you ain't got nothing to say
You're takin' my breath away, oh no, no, no
She love to sip the wok, spin round the block
Fur on that coat
She got a little gangsta flavor in her talk
I know that she a major player from her walk
She love to drink the gac, smoke dank relax,
Whip a Cadillac
Riding in red, swangers stay attached
Houston baby, from the city down like that
I'm ridin' in a matte black Hellcat
Hella cash in my knapsack, I'm sayin'
Got a pound in the backpack, don't play
So if you really tryna front something
F*ck that, we can go and up that
Tell me where your cup at
I'm askin' you where did that attitude go
Cause you one to talk back
And you ain't got nothing to say now
You ain't got nothing to say, no
You ain't got nothing to say now
Though you ain't got nothing to say
You're takin' my breath away, oh no, no, no
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Could I get a moment, forget what they told ya
I'm just tryna fold ya
Pop it for me like a toaster, like you're supposed to
Said could I get a moment, to speak on my atonement
I've been feeling lonely
Told me you wanna hold me, sippin' slowly
Got me speakin' through the wire
Scuba divin' in your deep end, really guess it depends
If your sea got a reason, for another diver
Oh baby girl, what do you require
Model face, thin waist
Booty fat, big bank
I done scraped that plate
And you ain't got nothing to say now
You ain't got nothing to say, no
You ain't got nothing to say now
Though you ain't got nothing to say
You're takin' my breath away, oh no, no, no
She love to sip the wok, spin round the block
Fur on that coat
She got a little gangsta flavor in her talk
I know that she a major player from her walk
She love to drink the gac, smoke dank relax,
Whip a Cadillac
Riding in red, swangers stay attached
Houston baby, from the city down like that
I'm ridin' in a matte black Hellcat
Hella cash in my knapsack, I'm sayin'
Got a pound in the backpack, don't play
So if you really tryna front something
F*ck that, we can go and up that
Tell me where your cup at
I'm askin' you where did that attitude go
Cause you one to talk back
And you ain't got nothing to say now
You ain't got nothing to say, no
You ain't got nothing to say now
Though you ain't got nothing to say
You're takin' my breath away, oh no, no, no
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Writer: Brennan Ayers
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