[Verse 1]
The room spinning my head hot think I might throw up
This tick ticking me off nigga I might blow up
What the fuck nigga my ride or die bitch
You tried to play me cool but you ain't pimping tryna slide slick
You turn your back on me fronting warm smiles all heads up
Long awaited the moment for them wedding bells to ring us
Threw happiness on a carriage carrying your carrots
Slow motion move the scene when the dagger implanted
Got sounding all emo talking bitch I ain't deep wince
And if we ever fall out then boy payback's a bitch
But it made sense you said you'll be a little late
I didn't question it a bit somebody queue the eight o eight
Street light cold winter I should have follow clues
Then I got a call saying I got some bad news
What's the word somebody dead somebody locked up
Nobody it's about your chick nigga she caught up
[Hook]
My nigga hold on
Now I'm not one to simp over chicks, or be crying to no love song
But what the fuck
She did what
Nigga you lying
And after all of that bullshit, and all that fucking trying
Aye yo I might kill that bitch when I see her
[Verse 2]
I knew it was trouble to fall in love
But I didn't know I was m.v.p. for the shit club
Strip club, the escape the false fulfillment
Another drink in my glass cause I don't want to feel it
Intentions to love he didn't want yo ass
Y'all was just friends fucked around and got yo ass
If the glove fits let it sit and we'll solve it
Isotoners and a bronco will fix this little problem
Drink getting to me feelings normal right
So I made this tune for you on a lonely night
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones had a thing going on
Mrs. Jones wasn't home Mrs. Jones went wrong
Bitch I hate you love me
You love me I hate you now what you want from me
We could waltz to the same song and dance
Or I could two step and slide choreograph by chance
[Hook]
My nigga hold on
Now I'm not one to simp over chicks, or be crying to no love song
But what the fuck
She did what
Nigga you lying
And after all of that bullshit, and all that fucking trying
Aye yo I might kill that bitch when I see her
[Outro]
Aye man fucking with these bitches
I ain't trying to end up like Wesley Snipes on some broke shit
That shit ain't even cool there's only one
Fucking thing I need to turn to now
I really wasn't trying to do this shit
The room spinning my head hot think I might throw up
This tick ticking me off nigga I might blow up
What the fuck nigga my ride or die bitch
You tried to play me cool but you ain't pimping tryna slide slick
You turn your back on me fronting warm smiles all heads up
Long awaited the moment for them wedding bells to ring us
Threw happiness on a carriage carrying your carrots
Slow motion move the scene when the dagger implanted
Got sounding all emo talking bitch I ain't deep wince
And if we ever fall out then boy payback's a bitch
But it made sense you said you'll be a little late
I didn't question it a bit somebody queue the eight o eight
Street light cold winter I should have follow clues
Then I got a call saying I got some bad news
What's the word somebody dead somebody locked up
Nobody it's about your chick nigga she caught up
[Hook]
My nigga hold on
Now I'm not one to simp over chicks, or be crying to no love song
But what the fuck
She did what
Nigga you lying
And after all of that bullshit, and all that fucking trying
Aye yo I might kill that bitch when I see her
[Verse 2]
I knew it was trouble to fall in love
But I didn't know I was m.v.p. for the shit club
Strip club, the escape the false fulfillment
Another drink in my glass cause I don't want to feel it
Intentions to love he didn't want yo ass
Y'all was just friends fucked around and got yo ass
If the glove fits let it sit and we'll solve it
Isotoners and a bronco will fix this little problem
Drink getting to me feelings normal right
So I made this tune for you on a lonely night
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones had a thing going on
Mrs. Jones wasn't home Mrs. Jones went wrong
Bitch I hate you love me
You love me I hate you now what you want from me
We could waltz to the same song and dance
Or I could two step and slide choreograph by chance
[Hook]
My nigga hold on
Now I'm not one to simp over chicks, or be crying to no love song
But what the fuck
She did what
Nigga you lying
And after all of that bullshit, and all that fucking trying
Aye yo I might kill that bitch when I see her
[Outro]
Aye man fucking with these bitches
I ain't trying to end up like Wesley Snipes on some broke shit
That shit ain't even cool there's only one
Fucking thing I need to turn to now
I really wasn't trying to do this shit
( Khris P Kream )
www.ChordsAZ.com