Boy Bye feat. Lucky Daye

歌詞

Sweet like Mangos Sweet like Mango huh? Yeah You so fuckin' fake Say it withca chest Say what you mean, stop playin' with me I'm not playin' with you, that's the problem like... I ain't playin' either That's the problem like But I'm not hearin' the fucked up shit you sayin' but Talkin' all that shit Where your girl at? You are way to fine To be alone (Thank you, thank you I appreciate that) Girl with all that ass and No one behind it Ohh, I'm just wonderin' If I could walk you home Boy bye Thinkin' you can come inside Boy bye Not tonight Won't lie Can't say it ain't worth a try It feels right I'm tryna make you mine (Oh-oh-oh) So if you won't give me your number Let me follow you or somethin' (yea-yea) I actually got a man Ohh, really? You playin, that's cap Oop, my phone just died Ok, ok I get it Talkin' all that shit Where your ride at? Cause I got someone Waiting upstairs Girl you fuckin' lying I ain't talking Cujo Why won't you let me inside So I can take you there (Ohh) Those lines belong in 1995 Just like them funky Nikes Girl why You got me workin' from 9-5? With the wrong size Them toes is bustin' out them slides Yoooo You ain't think I saw that? I forgot my Dr. Scholl's Doctor No Fuck you! Haha, nah it's cool I'm chillin', I'm sorry I fuck with you like, wassup? (Ooo) I don't know you True, I like you (Ooo) I don't know you True, I like you I know you're playin' with me I know you been hangin' with (No no) Casey, Georgette, and Judy I don't know who you think you are fooling Ooooh Not me, stop playin' with my top (mmm) I know you think that I'm shady (You are) I want you to be my baby Sunsets big day dreaming baby Girl I think of you on the daily She said that I look better with her eyes closed I said be careful where you walk baby there's potholes Touch is soft as shea butter Coco melanin color Go crazy when we cut up Only thing that I know Uh uh, you a secret rapper? Huh? I don't date those Secret rapper? I mean I'm rappin' to you but Mmcht, man No Come on now I can't just talk you I'm tryna open up (No no no no) shhh Hush Oh You probably ain't never had real love before Oh no, like that's the thing like I have and that's why I can tell this is It's giving fraudulent, it's giving fickle Ion need no baggage from your other spots I'm tryna fuck with you on some fresh shit You feel me? There's no projection I just can tell by your erection that This is shady Well I ain't gone pass on that ass That was lame, that was really lame You have the smile of an Angel, an angel And I love all your Angles, angles