Lyrics

Ooh, yeah Yeah, yeah Ooh-ooh You talking crazy, don't you get me started Need a map, it's a trap that you're falling in It ain't my job to teach a man how to love me Thought you're grown, had your own Swear it ain't that deep All my accounts on cash raise Makin his look like it's child's play Use up your time Like a drop on a dime Sometimes I give him attention Make him believe he can get sum So what if I lie? I got the time Boutta make a thug cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) I give him dat stellar, he losin his mind If he gonna kill it, I switch up da vibe Knows I'm that bitch, ain't no better than that Stating the facts Boutta make a thug cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Go tell your homies that you broken hearted Skip the part where I caught bitches talking shit I had to switch up on you without no warning Got no time for your kind Imma keep it real All my accounts on cash raise Makin his look like it's child's play Use up your time Like a drop on a dime Sometimes I give him attention Make him believe he can get sum So what if I lie? I got the time Boutta make a thug cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) I give him dat stellar, he losin his mind If he gonna kill it, I switch up da vibe Knows I'm that bitch, ain't no better than that Stating the facts Boutta make a thug cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo, Boutta make a thug cry) Cry (Ooo) I give him dat stellar, he losin his mind If he gonna kill it, I switch up da vibe Knows I'm that bitch, ain't no better than that Stating the facts Ain't gone wipe away his tears, no He can call up his exs Ain't no pitty for them tears, baby, no I got everything he need But he ain't checking these boxes Don't feel no way bout them tears, baby Boutta make a thug cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo, Baby cry for me) Cry (Ooo) I give him dat stellar, he losin his mind If he gonna kill it, I switch up da vibe Knows I'm that bitch, ain't no better than that Stating the facts Boutta make a thug cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo) Cry (Ooo, Boutta make a thug cry) Cry (Ooo) I give him dat stellar, he losin his mind If he gonna kill it, I switch up da vibe Knows I'm that bitch, ain't no better than that Stating the facts
Writer(s): Kenneth Karlin, Carsten Schack, Amanda Atoui, Avital Margulies, Andreas Hejgaard Rasmussen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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