BELLY

Jody and Yvette, but we having big spreads

And little do you know I got this on my own, I

Won't let you blow it or even really show it

Put my purse back in the cabinet unless you want a stab with it

Ooh, you make me real passionate

You taught me what I love 'bout being a lady

You're trifling, baby, and you know it

You're bad to me

My dress is skin tight, baby smooth thighs

I wanna hold you under blue light like we in belly

Feed you white lies until we go back to the telly

'Cause you're good to me, yeah, that's the prophecy, yeah

You know what it is, if he on Co-Star, he ran through

He know what his moon sign is, he's co-signed every girl I know

He even get high for free 'cause I know you bitches love to blow

Just know he's mine and I'm his one, a pick up when I'm low

Hope I never need your code to go all through your phone

Hope I never need to ask about another

I'm too reassured by you

You're right for me, baby, and you know it

You're bad to me

My dress is skin tight, baby smooth thighs

I wanna hold you under blue light like we in belly

Feed you white lies until we go back to the telly

'Cause you're good to me, yeah, that's the prophecy

My dress is skin tight, baby smooth thighs

I wanna hold you under blue light like we in belly

Feed you white lies until we go back to the telly

'Cause you're good to me, yeah, that's the prophecy