Him

I just got that text like hey you up
Yeah
J.Redd baby
Look

She been fucking on me but she got a boyfriend
And if we talking money I bet I got more than him
She been fucking on me because her dude boring
He sit in the bleachers I'm that nigga jumping out the gym
I'm your side dude I can't be your boyfriend
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
I'm your side dude I can't be your boyfriend
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him

Met you at this party talking shit standing on side of ya
Nigga cross the room looking mad kept his eye on ya
That must be your guy or something
You don't got to lie or nothing
He can't love you I don't want to
I don't do that kind of stuff
Fast forward I forgot shit probably like a week or something
I don't know what happen but you was on some freaky stuff
Because I just got that text like hey you up
Yeah
Now my tongue all in your coochie and your butt
Yeah
My body your body our bodies on top each other
Ain't telling nobody about how I'm piping ya
You calling me daddy I let loose inside of ya
Took a test you not pregnant me and you be wilding girl
Just keep control of your feelings don't you ever let them out
When you alone with your nigga I'm the one you thinking about
And when he gone I'm a pull up for a quickie beat you down
Just got a text message and you said you need me now

She been fucking on me but she got a boyfriend
And if we talking money I bet I got more than him
She been fucking on me because her dude boring
He sit in the bleachers I'm that nigga jumping out the gym
I'm your side dude I can't be your boyfriend
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
I'm your side dude I can't be your boyfriend
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him

He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him

Let me check that phone out
Let me get that bit unlocked
I see you covered up the track before I blew the spot
I thought I seen you through the tint up at the rim shop
He got a pickup truck on 6's is that him or not
Say my little partner sent a text it's you he hit me about
He said he seen you up in Nobu with him pigging out
Now I be tripping out
But I remember you was telling me that you was sleep around the time he sent it out
You think you slick but look I'm slicker
I ain't got no proof or pictures if it is that other Nigga I'm a figure out
You said your love ain't cost a thing I bet he cashing out
Like what he got that I ain't got
See this that shit I'm talking bout

She been fucking on me but she got a boyfriend
And if we talking money I bet I got more than him
She been fucking on me because her dude boring
He sit in the bleachers I'm that nigga jumping out the gym
I'm your side dude I can't be your boyfriend
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
I'm your side dude I can't be your boyfriend
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him

He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him
He gon love you I can't love you you belong with him



Credits
Writer(s): Jerold Redd
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