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Sleepy Hallow - Like Practice (Lyrics) (feat. Jay Bezzy)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
Jay Bezzy
Jay Bezzy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
Jessiah Bratcher
Jessiah Bratcher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Great John
Producer
Boone McElroy
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Great John on the beat, by the way) But anyway, why are you hittin' me up? It's the middle of the night You right that I was over there, huh? You wanted to fuck me? That's really why, huh? Well, I'm not - (practice you) And I don't think we're ever gonna see each other again, 'cause I told you (you treat me like practice) (Now we're actin' like we're strangers until we are again) I'm tryna forget about you And anything that ever happened between us (until we are again) (Practice you, you treat me like practice) unfortunately (Now we're actin' like we're strangers until we are again) Going back to bed, good night You treat me like practice (practice, now we're actin') You treat me like I'm overreactin' (practice you, practice, now we're actin') Come from the city, I love your accent And you look like your pictures, you ain't no catfish Gotta get your beauty sleep, go get some naps in Rockstar lifestyle, white girl wasted I don't want no molly, let the white girl take it Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it (pra-practice) She said, "When I'm with you, I'm the safest," mm Chanel, Celine, she Gucci, Amiri (practice, now we're actin') Said she want me in her mouth like Listerine (practice, practice) Can't be stressin', I'm gon' look like Mr. Clean Practice you You treat me like practice Now we're actin' like we're strangers Until we are again, until we are again Practice you You treat me like practice (practice) Now we're actin' like we're strangers Until we are again, until we are again You start talkin' practice (practice, now we're actin') You start flippin' out, overreactin' (practice you) We was so tied, baby (practice) Why we untanglin', detachin'? You start trippin', went through my phone, seen attachments Started asking me questions like, "Who is that bitch?" Just remember who's with you when you ain't had shit (I wasn't broke, I fucked up) But I can't remember them I be gettin' wasted and trippin' off these bitches Let these other niggas take it I just want one girl, pretty when she naked I ain't gotta ask, she know she decides to take it My home ain't for me, yeah, she patient (practice) Bend it over, let me see that you can take dick Red and that blue pill, I be in the matrix Yeah, I got a main bitch, but she is not my favorite (practice you)
Writer(s): Karel Jorge, Johnathan Scott, Tegan Chambers, Jessiah Bratcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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