| I know what you been told before |
| Said I ain’t gon' be the same |
| Have I ever done you wrong before? |
| Never meant to make you feel that way |
| I just wanna show you off |
| I could, but I know you a boss |
| I know you got it all on your own |
| I know that your lovin' is gone |
| Say you ain’t uplift your spirit in a minute |
| Girl, I told you it was different and I meant it |
| I knew it was way before I even knew your name |
| Never been with a soldier, I had to hold up for a minute |
| Baby, let me pull up to the side |
| It’s enough space, I could hit it in the ride |
| Feel the world against you now, he did you foul |
| He ain’t dick you down and make you smile |
| You know I dig your style, wanna lick you out |
| Wanna take you out and make you proud |
| I wanna take you home and make us close |
| And pull yo' hair, and give you strokes |
| All-white them toes, ain’t like them hoes |
| And I don’t like you hoes, can’t wife you hoes |
| Let me hit it from the side until you ride it |
| You was tryna prove a point but that’s beside it |
| 'Cause I been knew what it was before I got it |
| Knew it was gon' be all night soon as I shot it |
| Lately, you been proving the predictable |
| Couldn’t even text me back 'cause you was lit, I know |
| I just wanna see your shine, and your skin, and glow |
| Once you make it through the pain, you feel invincible |
| Thinking what to get you for your birthday |
| Designer, |
| with the purse, ayy |
| I know that it’s right when I’m |
| Told you I ain’t had my heart, so help me find it |
| She love it when we switch different positions |
| Girl, you know I wonder if we still can |
| I’ma leave it in and go around again |
| Fuck it, I might pull up |
| I know what you been told before |
| Said I ain’t gon' be the same |
| Have I ever done you wrong before? |
| Never meant to make you feel that way |
| I just wanna show you off |
| I could, but I know you a boss |
| I know you got it all on your own |
| I know that your lovin' is gone |
| I wanna take you home and make us close |
| And give you strokes |
| And I don’t like you hoes, I wouldn’t wife you hoes |
| And pull yo' hair |
| All-white them toes, ain’t like them hoes |