Miss Me
You Miss Me
I miss you, too
Can we talk
Aww, aww
Will you hold me
She say she miss me, uh
Miss me so much she wants to hurt me, uh
I had a dream 'bout her at 13, uh
Her love cuts deep it's just like surgery
She be so passionate she kiss the wing
Passionate
I cherish things that her acts didn't see
I see it
I hold her hand everytime we hit the scene
I'm comin'
Love the way you carry it now lift it please
Fresh out a relationship, try'na figure shit out since '94
Drop'd 5 racks in the Prada store
On her lunch break, she squat'n on the sword
I call her Honda, one common Accord and I
Knock'n pilot talk
Fly'n down Dorr
Her black and white bag is Tom Ford
Size Bix in the Bonbords
Her OnlyFans, she show'n feet
Her OV, is a '03
Said Baby Daddy be boning 'Neesh
She charge 40
I know the freak
Down H-Town
Play'n Jodeci
At 1:12, we was roll'n tree
Room 112 at the Doubletree
Rub'n her bubble drink'n bubble tea
All this bitch think about is Deac' I
Miss you too
See me in 'bout a week
She was vegan now she eat a lotta meat
My bitch stay here
Meet me down the street
Never bring sand around the beach
Let'chu ride on my surfboard
Splish splash
Baby I'm the wave, you gotta work for it
She say she miss me, uh
Miss me so much she wants to hurt me, uh
I had a dream 'bout her at 13, uh
Her love cuts deep it's just like surgery
She be so passionate she kiss the wing
Passionate
I cherish things that her acts didn't see
I see it
I hold her hand everytime we hit the scene
I'm comin'
Love the way you carry it now lift it please
Yeah, yeah yeah
This night time sky gorgeous
Geek romance and I kinda enjoy it
It feel like one of them timeless moments
Them one kind Zane type in a storybook
Plus-Four Breeks wit' the Michael Jordans
Walk inside, kick 'em off in the foyer
Blick on me I ain't fight'n yo' boyfriend
But the pussy gon' need life insurance
How I'm on it
'Tron wit' the lemonade Simply's
2 ice cubes in a highball glass, I'm slightly tipsy
24-piece wing naked all flats and extra crispy
Could be divine clairvoyance, my paranoia
Or I'm just tipsy
But I think she miss me
And them heartfelt hugs 2 fists full o' ass
Neck smell'n like Issi
She slide her French-tipped manicured nails all down my inseam
Look'n like a plate of Aunt Ruthie fried chicken, yams
Macaroni and green beans
When I last seen her she was speed'n down Slater
In the Chevy truck try'na hit me
Drive a nigga crazy
Get'n more S-S-I than Mississippi
Lay'n wood for the court, I'ma shoot my shot
4-the-1 I'm Dirk Nowitzki
I control her mind, you in her DM I'm all inside her quick weave
Splash waterfalls she was squirt'n all over my stomach
Now she just pissy
Pussy so good came on wit' the condom on
And plead 'Not Guilty' to the wife I swear
I slid down and seen all my clothes on Stickney
Still though, on TPO bring'n her food to work
And quickies
She hustle like Oprah Winfrey but
Doubling back is risky, ya feel me
She say she miss me, uh
Miss me so much she wants to hurt me, uh
I had a dream 'bout her at 13, uh
Her love cuts deep it's just like surgery
She be so passionate she kiss the wing
Passionate
I cherish things that her acts didn't see
I see it
I hold her hand everytime we hit the scene
I'm comin'
Love the way you carry it now lift it please
I miss you, too
Can we talk
Aww, aww
Will you hold me
She say she miss me, uh
Miss me so much she wants to hurt me, uh
I had a dream 'bout her at 13, uh
Her love cuts deep it's just like surgery
She be so passionate she kiss the wing
Passionate
I cherish things that her acts didn't see
I see it
I hold her hand everytime we hit the scene
I'm comin'
Love the way you carry it now lift it please
Fresh out a relationship, try'na figure shit out since '94
Drop'd 5 racks in the Prada store
On her lunch break, she squat'n on the sword
I call her Honda, one common Accord and I
Knock'n pilot talk
Fly'n down Dorr
Her black and white bag is Tom Ford
Size Bix in the Bonbords
Her OnlyFans, she show'n feet
Her OV, is a '03
Said Baby Daddy be boning 'Neesh
She charge 40
I know the freak
Down H-Town
Play'n Jodeci
At 1:12, we was roll'n tree
Room 112 at the Doubletree
Rub'n her bubble drink'n bubble tea
All this bitch think about is Deac' I
Miss you too
See me in 'bout a week
She was vegan now she eat a lotta meat
My bitch stay here
Meet me down the street
Never bring sand around the beach
Let'chu ride on my surfboard
Splish splash
Baby I'm the wave, you gotta work for it
She say she miss me, uh
Miss me so much she wants to hurt me, uh
I had a dream 'bout her at 13, uh
Her love cuts deep it's just like surgery
She be so passionate she kiss the wing
Passionate
I cherish things that her acts didn't see
I see it
I hold her hand everytime we hit the scene
I'm comin'
Love the way you carry it now lift it please
Yeah, yeah yeah
This night time sky gorgeous
Geek romance and I kinda enjoy it
It feel like one of them timeless moments
Them one kind Zane type in a storybook
Plus-Four Breeks wit' the Michael Jordans
Walk inside, kick 'em off in the foyer
Blick on me I ain't fight'n yo' boyfriend
But the pussy gon' need life insurance
How I'm on it
'Tron wit' the lemonade Simply's
2 ice cubes in a highball glass, I'm slightly tipsy
24-piece wing naked all flats and extra crispy
Could be divine clairvoyance, my paranoia
Or I'm just tipsy
But I think she miss me
And them heartfelt hugs 2 fists full o' ass
Neck smell'n like Issi
She slide her French-tipped manicured nails all down my inseam
Look'n like a plate of Aunt Ruthie fried chicken, yams
Macaroni and green beans
When I last seen her she was speed'n down Slater
In the Chevy truck try'na hit me
Drive a nigga crazy
Get'n more S-S-I than Mississippi
Lay'n wood for the court, I'ma shoot my shot
4-the-1 I'm Dirk Nowitzki
I control her mind, you in her DM I'm all inside her quick weave
Splash waterfalls she was squirt'n all over my stomach
Now she just pissy
Pussy so good came on wit' the condom on
And plead 'Not Guilty' to the wife I swear
I slid down and seen all my clothes on Stickney
Still though, on TPO bring'n her food to work
And quickies
She hustle like Oprah Winfrey but
Doubling back is risky, ya feel me
She say she miss me, uh
Miss me so much she wants to hurt me, uh
I had a dream 'bout her at 13, uh
Her love cuts deep it's just like surgery
She be so passionate she kiss the wing
Passionate
I cherish things that her acts didn't see
I see it
I hold her hand everytime we hit the scene
I'm comin'
Love the way you carry it now lift it please
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Writer(s): Allen Jones
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