Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hush , by - Haschak Sisters. Release date: 24.04.2019
Song language: English
Hush |
| Have you ever met a guy who was super fly |
| Be then every time he talk he be kinda sly |
| Like — when it counts he’s no where to be found |
| And if you wanna see him, it’s like playing iSpy |
| He’s like, «Girl listen, my phone died |
| For real — I was grounded for the whole night |
| I would have made plans, it was outta my hands |
| Give me a chance, I’mma make it up next time» (uh huh!) |
| Boy quit it |
| Outta know that I know better |
| Talk, talk, talk |
| Shoulda known better |
| Boy quit it |
| Outta know that I know better |
| Lip service, shoulda known better |
| I’mma show you what these little games will do |
| Make it easier and easier to get over you, cause |
| You keep on digging that hole |
| Talking talking till it gets old |
| When all you ever really needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Been reckless from the start |
| Tryna play these games with my heart |
| When all you ever really needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Hush |
| Whenever you talk sweeter |
| You’re digging that hole deeper |
| All you ever needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Think I don’t see what what (what, what) |
| You tryna cover up |
| All you ever needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Saw you with your friends in that new pic |
| Oh look! |
| you were hanging with a new chick |
| Ha — flirty at school, got me thinkin we cool |
| I wonder what all I’mma find on my next click |
| I wish — you would shoot straight boy |
| Tryna kick it with the bros, I can wait boy |
| But when you act lame |
| With them petty little games |
| I’mma start cookin on ya like cake boy (uh huh) |
| Boy quit it |
| Outta know that I know better |
| Talk, talk, talk |
| Shoulda known better |
| Boy quit it |
| Outta know that I know better |
| Lip service, shoulda known better |
| I’mma show you what these little games will do |
| Make it easier and easier to get over you, cause |
| You keep on digging that hole |
| Talking talking till it gets old |
| When all you ever really needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Been reckless from the start |
| Tryna play these games with my heart |
| When all you ever really needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Hush |
| Whenever you talk sweeter |
| You’re digging that hole deeper |
| All you ever needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Think I don’t see what what (what, what) |
| You tryna cover up |
| All you ever needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| His style, so fly |
| Until he lies |
| And makes my heart, just hurt |
| You’ll think he’s sweet |
| Until he speaks |
| And starts diggin that dirt |
| You keep on digging that hole |
| Talking talking till it gets old |
| When all you ever really needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Been reckless from the start |
| Tryna play these games with my heart |
| When all you ever really needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Hush |
| Whenever you talk sweeter |
| You’re digging that hole deeper |
| All you ever needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |
| Think I don’t see what what (what, what) |
| You tryna cover up |
| All you ever needed to do was |
| Hush, hush |