Don’, don’ play wit her, don’ be dissuhnest (ayy)
Still nah undastandin dis lojic (ayy)
I’m back, an’ I’m bettah (an’ I’m bettah)
I wantchu bad as evah
Don’ let me jus’ let up
I wanna giv’ chu bettah
Baybee, it’s whatevuh
Sumbuddy gotta step up
Gurl, I’m dat sumbuddy, so I’m next up
Be dam’d if I let ‘im ketch up
It’s easy ta see dat you’re fed up
I’m on a whole nohthuh levul
Gurl, he only — you ovah ‘cuz you let ‘im
Gurl, I guess he didn’ kno any bettah
Gurl, dat man didn’ show any effut
Do all I can jus’ ta show chu you’re speshal
Surtin it’s yo luv dat holdz me togethah
Latelee you say he been killin’ da vibe
Gotta be sik of dis guy
Pull up, skrr, git in da ride
Left hand is steerin’ da uddah is grippin yo thigh
Lite up a spliff an’ git high
Shawty, you deserv whatchu been missin
Lookin at chu, I’m thinkin he mus’ be trippin
Play dis song fo ‘im, tell ‘im, “Jus’ listen”
Don’ (play dis song fo ‘im)
Don’
Gurl, said he keepz on playn’ gamez
An’ his luvin’ ain’t da same
I don’ kno whut ta say, but
Whut a shame
If you wuz mine, you wouldn’ git da same
If you wuz mine, you would top evrything
Suyside in da drop switchin lanez
An dat ting so fire, baybee, no propain
Got gud —, gurl, kin I be frank? (Oh, baybee)
Ta keep it wun hundud, gurl, I ain’ no saint
But he da only reason dat I’m feelin dis way
Givin chu da world, baybee, when you git space
Pen game git me laid, baybee, dat’s penetrait
Oh, baybee
Don’ (play dis song fo ‘im) (ayy)
H-Town got a — so throwed
Pour up, we kin party sum mo
Yeh, got dis drank in my cup
Got a yung — feelin so throwed
Spit fire in a world so cold
Yung money got a — feelin old
Spit fire in a world so cold
H-Town got me feelin so throwed
H-Town got me feelin so throwed
Ride paint an’ we sip ’til we fold
H-Town got me feelin so throwed
Spit fire in a world so cold
H-Town got a — so throwed (play dis song fo ‘im)
Don’
DJEM
