Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She thinks I'm a boujee guy, show no love
Groupie life, four-door truck
And I tap that, on a morning one
Yeah, with the fat back, that's a gorgeous bum
I ain't ever been a boring one
I'll cut from the crib if you're snoring, hon'
And that's an appalling one
No leyley, I can make a shorty come, like
[Verse 2]
Surely, surely I can make a girlfriend horny
I can give her more than fun
I'm the one that she's falling for
If I were you, I would surely run
And I don't wanna be unfortunate
'Cause she a spice like Morgan rum
Says she only likes guys that are six-foot-one
So I said that you're talking to one
[Verse 3]
She thinks I'm a boujee guy, show no love
Groupie life, four-door truck
And I tap that, on a morning one
Yeah, with the fat back, that's a gorgeous bum
I ain't ever been a boring one
I'll cut from the crib if you're snoring, hon'
And that's an appalling one
No leyley, I can make a shorty come, like
[Verse 4]
I break her back for big talking, ay
I think she needs some practice
She said, "Nah, I don't love you"
I said, "Babe, you're a decent actress"
I got my eyes on a queen in a black dress
If she want D, she can have this
Madness, she ain't ever needing an address
She just want Keys on a back seat
And now it's half-four
I just came and gave what she asked for
I broke her heart on the dance-floor
Went from my bae's to another plus four four
In the four-door
You need me too, so don't tease me
I don't make it too easy, believe me
I'll be Houdini, boo, you won't see me
You can't be me, ooh, I'm too wavy
For the clout man move fugazi
Me I get jewels to move to two ladies
Mwah, she my gorgeous baby
But I don't wan force it
Cah you been rolling your eyes when I'm talking lately
Maybe we should call it off and
Usually I talk a lot but I end up cool with an awkward cough
[Verse 5]
She thinks I'm a boujee guy, show no love
Groupie life, four-door truck
And I tap that, on a morning one
Yeah, with the fat back, that's a gorgeous bum
I ain't ever been a boring one
I'll cut from the crib if you're snoring, hon'
And that's an appalling one
No leyley, I can make a shorty come, like
Written by: Keeya Keys
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