Own It

Own it

You're still the one that I adore

Ain't much out there to have feelings for

Guess whose it is?

Guess whose it is?

Guess whose it is?

Guess whose it is?

Yours

A few bottles on the table, a few waters

It ain't a secret, baby, everybody saw us

Guess whose it is?

Guess whose it is?

Guess whose it is?

It's yours

Next time we fuck, I don't wanna fuck, I wanna make love

Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust

Next time I stand tall, I wanna be standin' for you

And next time I spend I want it all to be for you

Peakin', I'm peakin'

Wake up with me this weekend, weekend

Guess whose it is?

Guess whose it is?

Guess whose it is?

It's yours

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**** talk more than bitches these days

Just let that shit sink in

**** talk more than bitches these days

Who could get the pussy quicker these days?

Still straight with the weed and the liquor these days

'Cause the new drugs got the kids trippin' these days

Bunch of journalists been searchin' for a story

My ex-girl been searchin' for a sorry

A couple bitches tryna have me all the Maury

Like **** it's yours, you should be supportin', but

Where you been at?

On tour, gettin' money

Y'all don't even really check for me

You ain't even hit me when that **** had threats for me, girl

You don't love me, you just say that shit to get to me, girl

'Cause you got the Batphone and my work line

You should call

When the last time you did somethin' for the first time?

You, done done it all

I swear to God, **** talk more than bitches these days

Got you thinkin' that I'm different these days

Broken telephone for every single conversation

By the time it gets to you, shit switches these days

But oh-ho, it's yours, it's yours, it's yours, it's, it's always gonna be yours

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Baby own it

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