Letter to You (feat. Lil J) [Remix]
You did me dirty, girl
This pain is out of this world
Ha, you did me dirty, girl
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
You did me dirty, girl
You did me dirty, girl
I just get faded
No I can't take it
So I must replace it, girl
You got me Jaded, girl
Why did you play me, girl
I know I did wrong
So I wrote this song
Now pick up the phone, girl
We both did wrong, girl
You spreading rumors
What I did to you
I was so dumb, girl
Got my feelings so numb, girl
You told me move on
But I can't move on
Looks like I'm stuck, girl
You say I'm wrong
Then I say you wrong
Looks like we stuck, girl
I don't give a fuck, girl
Instead I'm wishing you luck, girl
I got to move on
I done waited too long
Now I'm giving up, girl
Oh you got a nigga
Then I'm squeezing triggers
Nevermind
My pockets is bigger
He can't do none for you
His pockets is bitter
Girl you is so sexy
Know you can do better
(I wanna come home, girl
Don't wanna move on, girl
I wanna come home, girl
I can't move on, girl)
(You did me dirty, girl
Got me feeling like Curry, girl
I'm shooting my shot, girl
Know you thinking a lot, girl)
You did me dirty, girl
Got me feeling like Curry, girl
I'm shooting my shot
I miss you a lot
You see me at the top
Seen the music I drop
Got you thinking a lot
About these stories I plot
(I wanna come home, girl
Don't wanna move on, girl
I wanna come home, girl
I can't move on, girl)
I wanna come home, girl
Don't wanna move on, girl
I wanna come home, girl
This pain is out of this world
Ha, you did me dirty, girl
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
You did me dirty, girl
You did me dirty, girl
I just get faded
No I can't take it
So I must replace it, girl
You got me Jaded, girl
Why did you play me, girl
I know I did wrong
So I wrote this song
Now pick up the phone, girl
We both did wrong, girl
You spreading rumors
What I did to you
I was so dumb, girl
Got my feelings so numb, girl
You told me move on
But I can't move on
Looks like I'm stuck, girl
You say I'm wrong
Then I say you wrong
Looks like we stuck, girl
I don't give a fuck, girl
Instead I'm wishing you luck, girl
I got to move on
I done waited too long
Now I'm giving up, girl
Oh you got a nigga
Then I'm squeezing triggers
Nevermind
My pockets is bigger
He can't do none for you
His pockets is bitter
Girl you is so sexy
Know you can do better
(I wanna come home, girl
Don't wanna move on, girl
I wanna come home, girl
I can't move on, girl)
(You did me dirty, girl
Got me feeling like Curry, girl
I'm shooting my shot, girl
Know you thinking a lot, girl)
You did me dirty, girl
Got me feeling like Curry, girl
I'm shooting my shot
I miss you a lot
You see me at the top
Seen the music I drop
Got you thinking a lot
About these stories I plot
(I wanna come home, girl
Don't wanna move on, girl
I wanna come home, girl
I can't move on, girl)
I wanna come home, girl
Don't wanna move on, girl
I wanna come home, girl
Credits
Writer(s): Derrick Wash
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