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(Ooh) if you tried just a little more times I woulda made you a believer Woulda showed you what it's like (I woulda showed you) Every single night (night) In the car, top down, black shades on, uh (lookin' so good, can I add?) And I just broke up with my man, like mm (a very, very silly, silly man) One ex in the passenger seat 'cause I'm done (done, yeah, never, ever goin' back) Down-down, rude boy, get your foot up on my dash, got all the receipts, I'm a businesswoman Little bit of heartbreak, a little bit of "How could you do that?" A little bit of talkin' out yo' ass A little bit of "Look at what you had but could not hold" And that's on you, baby, too bad I'm about to make it heard as I vroom-vroom Ice-cold how I leave you 'lone, but please tell your mother I'ma miss her so If you tried just a little more times I woulda made you a believer Woulda showed you what it's like (like) Every single night To be born again, baby, to be born again If you stayed just another few nights I coulda made you pray to Jesus Woulda showed you to the light (to the light) Every single night (every night) To be born again, baby, to be born again Non-believer, you've bitten from the fruit but can't give back Nice to leave ya, but I would be a fool not to ask Do your words seem gospel to ya now? (Your words seem gospel to you now?) Keepin' me strong, choosin' to carry on after one Too many lies would be wrong, so wrong Said, he popped tags on my shoppin' spree Stayed mad when I showed him all the long receipts They laugh, but you crashed out like a comedy I can't be your sugar mom, get a job for me, shit (Ah, so) boy, let go, or let me live happily forever after more I hope you learned somethin' from a lil' fiasco You played the game smart lettin' lil' me pass go 'cause If you tried just a little more times I woulda made you a believer Woulda showed you what it's like (like) Every single night (night) To be born again, baby, to be born again If you stayed just another few nights I coulda made you pray to Jesus Woulda showed you to the light (to the light) Every single night (every night) To be born again, baby, to be born again Seasoned like the cinnamon the way I'm gettin' rid of him I'm only gonna make you need religion at the minimum And I'ma do it diligent, I'm lookin' for a synonym I'm tryna find the words to tell him I ain't even feelin' him (I pray) Don't ever let me be deficient in Wish that you could wake up and then take me like a vitamin I learned the hard way to let go now to save my soul (oh) If you tried just a little more times I woulda made you a believer Woulda showed you what it's like (like) Every single night To be born again, baby, to be born again If you stayed just another few nights I coulda made you pray to Jesus Woulda showed you to the light (to the light) Every single night (every night) To be born again, baby, to be born again Baby, to be born, oh, baby, baby, to be born again To be born again, baby, to be born again Baby, to be born, oh, baby, baby, to be born again (yeah) To be born again, baby, to be born again
Writer(s): Rachel Agatha Keen, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Anthony Rossomando, Andrew Michael Wells Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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