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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lyrica Anderson
Lyrica Anderson
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lyrica Anderson
Lyrica Anderson
Songwriter
Ellaina Serrina Joseph
Ellaina Serrina Joseph
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lyrica Anderson
Lyrica Anderson
Producer
Floyd A1 Bentley
Floyd A1 Bentley
Co-Producer
Jamel Herriot
Jamel Herriot
Producer
Yann Frederic Nicolas Espinosa
Yann Frederic Nicolas Espinosa
Producer
Scott Sheridan
Scott Sheridan
Producer
Prince Howard
Prince Howard
Co-Producer
Andrew Listermann
Andrew Listermann
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oooh huh oh oh oh ooooh
Ok, I get it, you need space now
You need time now
Just to process
Share my soul with you
I feel like a fool
How you soon forget, I fucked up with you
Barely know this dude
Was it all pretend?
Was it all pretend?
[Verse 2]
Did you love me like you said?
Or was it for the bedroom?
8 a.m. break up text
Now you all on The Shade Room
I don't got to sit and take it
When you come home you gonna see
It's vacant like you did my patience
Blowin' my phone, where is your son
He's straight, I'm straight, we straight
(No you can't come over)
He good, I'm good, we gon' be good
[Verse 3]
All your talk is cheap (Blah)
I'ma stay here at the Marriott
Miss me with your shit (Yah)
I'ma be here at the Marriott
I don't want you here (Nah)
You can't come to the Marriott (Oooh)
You made your bed, so sleep in it
[Verse 4]
Now I'm tryna keep busy
'Cause you ain't with me
Now this new **** just hit me
I cannot lie, I feel lonely
He wanna hold me
You know how I get when I'm horny
Over here thinking
How you been out creepin'
Why should I be an angel for a demon?
This Maryland ****
Swear he gon' get her
Said if he had me, he would never leave me alone
Never would cheat no, no, no (Got me thinking)
[Verse 5]
Did you love me like you said? (Do you)
Or was it for the bedroom? (Yeah yeah yeah)
8 a.m. break up text
Now you all on The Shade Room
I don't got to sit and take it
When you come home you gonna see
It's vacant like you did my patience
Blowin' my phone, where is your son
He's straight, I'm straight, we straight (I'm straight yeah)
(No you can't come over)
He good I'm good we gon be good
[Verse 6]
All your talk is cheap (Blah)
I'ma stay here at the Marriott
Miss me with your shit (Yah)
I'ma be here at the Marriott
I don't want you here (Nah)
You can't come to the Marriott (No oooh)
You made your bed, so sleep in it
[Verse 7]
(Marriott, Mariott, Mariott)
(Marriott, Mariott, Mariott)
(Marriott, Mariott, Mariott)
(Marriott, Mariott, Mariott)
Written by: Ellaina Serrina Joseph, Floyd Bentley, Jamel Herriot, Lyrica Anderson, Yann Espinosa
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