Better Than Me
Yeah
I seen my ex
She was out with her next
So I pulled out my phone
And I sent her a text that said
Oh that's your man
Bet you he can't fuck you better than me
She looked my way
With this grin on her face
She must've thought about
Feeding my face and Ooh yeah
We used to do it wherever things would spark
In the kitchen, at her job, in the park
Fitting room at the mall, in the car
Girl you was my lil star
I bet you he can't fuck you better than me
No, he can't fuck you better than me
Tell me who gon do your body like me
Bet when y'all fucking you be thinking of me
At 8 o clock I pulled up to her crib
She said make her feel good she wanna live
And don't be loud, can't wake the kids
I looked her in the eyes said this is what you miss
Yea
Say he don't get off til 2
I need a water break, just finished round 2
I put a hickey on her neck, I'm a fool
Hike that ass up I ain't thru
I bet you he can't fuck you better than me
(Better than me)
No, he can't fuck you better than me
Tell me who gon do your body like me
(Body like me)
Bet when y'all fucking you be thinking of me
(Bet you be thinking of me)
I bet you he can't fuck you better than me
No, he can't fuck you better than me
Tell me who gon do your body like me
Bet when y'all fucking you be thinking of me
I seen my ex
She was out with her next
So I pulled out my phone
And I sent her a text that said
Oh that's your man
Bet you he can't fuck you better than me
She looked my way
With this grin on her face
She must've thought about
Feeding my face and Ooh yeah
We used to do it wherever things would spark
In the kitchen, at her job, in the park
Fitting room at the mall, in the car
Girl you was my lil star
I bet you he can't fuck you better than me
No, he can't fuck you better than me
Tell me who gon do your body like me
Bet when y'all fucking you be thinking of me
At 8 o clock I pulled up to her crib
She said make her feel good she wanna live
And don't be loud, can't wake the kids
I looked her in the eyes said this is what you miss
Yea
Say he don't get off til 2
I need a water break, just finished round 2
I put a hickey on her neck, I'm a fool
Hike that ass up I ain't thru
I bet you he can't fuck you better than me
(Better than me)
No, he can't fuck you better than me
Tell me who gon do your body like me
(Body like me)
Bet when y'all fucking you be thinking of me
(Bet you be thinking of me)
I bet you he can't fuck you better than me
No, he can't fuck you better than me
Tell me who gon do your body like me
Bet when y'all fucking you be thinking of me
Credits
Writer(s): Allan Rich, Clifton Magness, Dorothy Sea Gazeley
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