Lyrics
[Intro]
Ho tell me the other day she sent a **** to jail
Man, I thought it was legal to beat yo' ho, shit, it's yo' ho, fuck!
[Chorus]
Blowing up the phone, don't she see me calling her?
I whip up in the driveway, she done packed up all my stuff
And I'm like what the fuck, can't even talk to her
I ain't gon' lie, this pussy good, it make me feel like stalkin' her
We supposed to be in love, we supposed to be in love
We supposed to be in love, till it ain't no breaking up
And we supposed to be in love, till it ain't no breaking up
Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out
We 'posed to be in love, any way that we can talk about it
It ain't no walking out, we 'posed to be in love
Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out
We 'posed to be in love
[Verse 1]
How the fuck is you, why the fuck is you falling all in yo' feelings?
No understanding I'm ignorant, you gon' probably say that I'm tripping
Throw the left hand, you duck that one, this right bitch won't miss you
Beat a bitch like Chris Brown, go back to jail, no question
No surrender, no retreat, park the whip, hop out on feet
Me and her brother juuged together, he bet' not get in my business
This shit serious, if you with it, shit get injured, did I mention?
How I'm rockin', you gon' pop me or it's back to penitentiary
[Chorus]
Blowing up the phone, she see me calling her
I whip up in the driveway, she done packed up all my stuff
And I'm like what the fuck, can't even talk to her
I ain't gon' lie, this pussy good, it make me feel like stalkin' her
We supposed to be in love, we supposed to be in love
We supposed to be in love, till it ain't no breaking up
And we supposed to be in love, till it ain't no breaking up
Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out
We 'posed to be in love
Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out
We 'posed to be in love
Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out
We 'posed to be in love
[Verse 2]
Hop up out the shower, you got louder, I bow-bow you
Ripped the gown you had around you, threw you down and smelled your flounder
If he jizz that, dick you down, I would've toilet water drowned you
Know my heart is pounding, I don't talk around a lot of **** I don't know
I don't know, blowing up yo' momma like momma
We having problems, passin' by the house like
Come outside 'fore it get violent, lights off, mask on, silent
Written by: Kevin Andre Lemons Price, Kevin Gilyard