New Orleans
Oh na na na na na na na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
How can I love this bitch?
And at the same time stay and fuck this bitch
And at the same time while I fuck this bitch
And at the same time had enough of this bitch
How can I hold this bitch?
And at the same time I don't know this bitch
And at the same time I would cry over this bitch
And at the same time I would die over this bitch
Oh oh
On Thursday I'll leave you all alone
On Friday you showin up in my songs
And Saturday we back on the phone
By Sunday... welcome home
I think she put that that New Orleans on me (got me feenin)
That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
I think she put that that New Orleans on me (and I can't say shit)
That New Orleans on me (just sit back and take it)
You know that spaghetti
Girl leave me yo dress, say I'll see you when I see you
Girl I'll see you 'cause I need ya
That that New Orleans on me (it got me feenin)
That New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
You know, you know
How can I curse this bitch?
And at the same time I lust over this bitch
At the same time while we fuss up in this bitch
And we don't match but we perfectly fit
How can I trust this bitch?
She's so mischiefious
But it isn't it obvious?
A nigga stuck like chuck up in this bitch
But fo real
On Thursday I'll leave you all alone
On Friday you showin up in my songs
By Saturday we back on the phone
It's Sunday... welcome home
I think she put that that New Orleans on me (got me feenin)
That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
I think she put that that New Orleans on me (and I can't say shit)
That New Orleans on me (just sit back and take it)
You know that spaghetti
Girl leave me yo dress, say I'll see you when I see you
Girl I'll see you 'cause I need ya
That that New Orleans on me (it got me feenin)
That New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
You know, you know
I wanna let her go and I wanna tell her no
But I don't wanna be like that, don't wanna be so bad
Don't wanna lay the mat
All I know, something's going wrong
Still a nigga try to hold on hold on hold on hold on
Still can't stay so long
But she fine, now she in my face
Got a nigga feelin okay
Say she love me then that's where I've been
What the fuck you tryna say?
Girl, whenever I'm on the side
Like she got me high
Til she put me down, me down, me down
You know what I'm talkin bout
That that New Orleans on me (it got me feenin)
That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
Oh na na na na na na
How can I love this bitch?
And at the same time stay and fuck this bitch
And at the same time while I fuck this bitch
And at the same time had enough of this bitch
How can I hold this bitch?
And at the same time I don't know this bitch
And at the same time I would cry over this bitch
And at the same time I would die over this bitch
Oh oh
On Thursday I'll leave you all alone
On Friday you showin up in my songs
And Saturday we back on the phone
By Sunday... welcome home
I think she put that that New Orleans on me (got me feenin)
That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
I think she put that that New Orleans on me (and I can't say shit)
That New Orleans on me (just sit back and take it)
You know that spaghetti
Girl leave me yo dress, say I'll see you when I see you
Girl I'll see you 'cause I need ya
That that New Orleans on me (it got me feenin)
That New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
You know, you know
How can I curse this bitch?
And at the same time I lust over this bitch
At the same time while we fuss up in this bitch
And we don't match but we perfectly fit
How can I trust this bitch?
She's so mischiefious
But it isn't it obvious?
A nigga stuck like chuck up in this bitch
But fo real
On Thursday I'll leave you all alone
On Friday you showin up in my songs
By Saturday we back on the phone
It's Sunday... welcome home
I think she put that that New Orleans on me (got me feenin)
That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
I think she put that that New Orleans on me (and I can't say shit)
That New Orleans on me (just sit back and take it)
You know that spaghetti
Girl leave me yo dress, say I'll see you when I see you
Girl I'll see you 'cause I need ya
That that New Orleans on me (it got me feenin)
That New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
You know, you know
I wanna let her go and I wanna tell her no
But I don't wanna be like that, don't wanna be so bad
Don't wanna lay the mat
All I know, something's going wrong
Still a nigga try to hold on hold on hold on hold on
Still can't stay so long
But she fine, now she in my face
Got a nigga feelin okay
Say she love me then that's where I've been
What the fuck you tryna say?
Girl, whenever I'm on the side
Like she got me high
Til she put me down, me down, me down
You know what I'm talkin bout
That that New Orleans on me (it got me feenin)
That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby)
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Writer(s): Terius Gesteelde-diamant
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