Options
You know you got op
You know you got options
Yeah
You know you got options
Priest Pope
Woahhh
Yeah
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
And that's my truth wordddd
I need me something like josie and May
Somebody who'll actually stay
With me through the night and the day
Work out the issue until we get grey
Survive any weather
We do it together
You speak on your thoughts
And your actions project it
You hold on my hand
And you tell me let's get it
I'm a feen I'm desperate
Love you like Bobby did Whitney
And that is not changing
To me you're a blessing
To me you're a diamond don't ever forget it
You brought sanity right back to my life
You taught me how to smile
I'll never forget it
That day that you beat that girl up at the movies and told her to leave
She was bleeding right up by the knees
Ever since then I knew you what I need
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
And that's my truth wordddd
And you too pretty to be worried
About what people gotta say
The perfect picture Mona Lisa
You just stay inside my head
I forgot how it felt to have a crush
Even got your own whip 21 mobties
And you got like wasabi
Moving with a plan like musi mayimani
Call me when you chilling
In your bedroom crying
Imma come and pick you up
And take you where the vibe is
Road trip riding all night like ghost face
Don't worry bout nothing
At the motel I'll pay
Let your hair loose
You're a pretty young thang
When I speak to you I get goosies
Pull up to your spot
And you know that I'm lit like whoopty
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
And that's my truth wordddd
You know you got options
Yeah
You know you got options
Priest Pope
Woahhh
Yeah
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
And that's my truth wordddd
I need me something like josie and May
Somebody who'll actually stay
With me through the night and the day
Work out the issue until we get grey
Survive any weather
We do it together
You speak on your thoughts
And your actions project it
You hold on my hand
And you tell me let's get it
I'm a feen I'm desperate
Love you like Bobby did Whitney
And that is not changing
To me you're a blessing
To me you're a diamond don't ever forget it
You brought sanity right back to my life
You taught me how to smile
I'll never forget it
That day that you beat that girl up at the movies and told her to leave
She was bleeding right up by the knees
Ever since then I knew you what I need
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
And that's my truth wordddd
And you too pretty to be worried
About what people gotta say
The perfect picture Mona Lisa
You just stay inside my head
I forgot how it felt to have a crush
Even got your own whip 21 mobties
And you got like wasabi
Moving with a plan like musi mayimani
Call me when you chilling
In your bedroom crying
Imma come and pick you up
And take you where the vibe is
Road trip riding all night like ghost face
Don't worry bout nothing
At the motel I'll pay
Let your hair loose
You're a pretty young thang
When I speak to you I get goosies
Pull up to your spot
And you know that I'm lit like whoopty
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
You know you got options
You know that I got you
Now tell me why keep on messing
With that fluck of a nigga
You don't even really like too
And that's my truth wordddd
Credits
Writer(s): Njabulo Maziko
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