Oochie Wallie

She said I knew when you walked into the room - you was a player
I said damn don't I know you from school - you went to Dater
I said can I slide through she said cool maybe later
Later came but she ain't text til the morning I'ma lay on her low
Ain't really tripping cuz I stay on the go
You wanna play this game you finally playin it wit a pro
I'm busy til it get dark can't show my face wit you hoes
Long as my ex still tryna fuck we can keep taking it slow
You called during my session I'm like damn I'm recording
You start talking anyway but not saying nothing important
I regret it instantly my first instinct was to ignore it
Never thought the voice of an angel would become so annoying
Time pass I'm still on that ass - but I ain't got none
We just building a friendship I got you riding shotgun
Puff puff pass stash this if the ops come
A gangsta and gentleman you feeling like you got one
Now you grabbing on my mans wit yo little hands
You had me in the friend zone til I start getting fans
You want more ever since you let me in them pants
I hope you the type chick that like to give second
Chances cuz I ain't shit
I know you looking for boyfriend but I ain't it
I got so many beautiful options I can't pick
And they all looking for a come up so I can't slip
I got some bad bitches on my hit list
Had a crazy ho but that case got dismissed
Gotta cut some of em off especially fore Christmas
Cuz all of you hoes ain't getting no gift



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Writer(s): Justin Hunter
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