Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PTSD, artist - Fantasia. Album song Sketchbook, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 10.10.2019
Record label: BMG Rights Management (US)
Song language: English
PTSD |
| I just can’t be with just anybody |
| Captain |
| Wish I could just pick up the phone (Ooh, you know I can’t do that) |
| You know this blood is in the stone (So no, it won’t go back) |
| Baby, save all that weak shit for your Mama |
| Baby, save all that weak shit for your boss at work |
| Had one job, couldn’t do it, she fumbled |
| You was talkin' like you was gon' be something, ooh |
| I gave it to you but you messed it up |
| Wasn’t good enough |
| One thing I won’t do is be with anyone |
| 'Cause I’m not for everyone |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD (PTSD) |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD (PTSD) |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD (PTSD) |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD (PTSD) |
| I can’t let you give me |
| Save all that weak shit for your Mama (Oh for your Mama) |
| Save all that weak shit for your boss at work (Boss at work, at work) |
| Had one job, couldn’t do it, she fumbled |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD |
| I can’t let you give me |
| Post traumatic stress disorder, oh no (You gotta put it down) |
| Post traumatic sex disorder oh no, oh, oh |
| Post traumatic (You gotta put it down) |
| Boop (Yeah) |
| You’re all I think about, admit |
| You know you’re in here right now on this naked |
| That booty, them thighs (What else?) |
| Them lips (What else?) |
| That hair (Ooh, especially the hair, 'specially the hair) |
| Good God almighty great googly moogly (Yeah) |
| She gon' ran through for me (Yeah) |
| Girl, what you do to me? |
| (Yeah) |
| I let 'em eat like charcuterie |
| Flashback, bottle, late nights in the hatchback (Yeah) |
| Shawty from the A, it’s time to bring crack back |
| She want me to kill that thing and I’ma smash that (Yeah) |
| She really tryna end up a hashtag |
| Oh, no, no, no (No, no, no) I won’t take it slow (Slow) |
| You gon' remember this, lay on the floor (Floor) |
| 'Cause I don’t want your (Your), neighbours to hear this shit |
| This gon' be a win, win, win (Win) |
| Put it on this twinny, twin, twin (Twin) |
| You know what I do, give me round two |
| I can’t let you, I can’t let you |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD (Ooh oh) |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD (Woah oh, oh, oh) |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD (Oh no) |
| I can’t let you give me |
| Save all that weak shit for your Mama (Save all that weak shit for your Mama) |
| Save all that weak shit for your boss at work (Boss at work) |
| The one job I can’t do, she fumbled |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD |
| I can’t let you give me PTSD |
| I can’t let you give me |