Vogue
Tell me who you love
Am I the only one who get to touch on you?
Am I the only one who get enough of you?
Them other niggas think it's all a rush
Tell me how you feel
Am I the only one who get the real from you?
Am I the only one need time to heal from you?
Girl you said you want honesty from me
Fair warning it's a lot from me shorty
Ah yeah
I'm just saying babe, i'm just telling you my piece
I'm just here to talk, i'm trying to give the best of me
Want it you got it baby, you more than an option
I give you more than I promised
I give you all that, long as you riding, riding
But girl you got
Attitude like it's in vogue
Attitude like you in Vogue
Shorty I know, shorty I know babe
Shorty I know, trust me I know babe
How you get to acting like a ratchet
Little hood side in you on go
Always on go
Then you wanna get me on the mattress
With them fresh sheets, creased from the fold
Know I never fold
Know this here could turn into a habit
And the end been coming I know
Shorty I know
Now you wanna turn into an actress
With them tears saying how I went low
But you and I know
Sick nigga, ill vision
Just living, in my ear baby tell me what you like
Then let me do them things
Have my ringtone buzzing all day and all night
Yea yea
Am I the only one who get to touch on you?
Am I the only one who get enough of you?
Them other niggas think it's all a rush
Tell me how you feel
Am I the only one who get the real from you?
Am I the only one need time to heal from you?
Girl you said you want honesty from me
Fair warning it's a lot from me shorty
Ah yeah
I'm just saying babe, i'm just telling you my piece
I'm just here to talk, i'm trying to give the best of me
Want it you got it baby, you more than an option
I give you more than I promised
I give you all that, long as you riding, riding
But girl you got
Attitude like it's in vogue
Attitude like you in Vogue
Shorty I know, shorty I know babe
Shorty I know, trust me I know babe
How you get to acting like a ratchet
Little hood side in you on go
Always on go
Then you wanna get me on the mattress
With them fresh sheets, creased from the fold
Know I never fold
Know this here could turn into a habit
And the end been coming I know
Shorty I know
Now you wanna turn into an actress
With them tears saying how I went low
But you and I know
Sick nigga, ill vision
Just living, in my ear baby tell me what you like
Then let me do them things
Have my ringtone buzzing all day and all night
Yea yea
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Writer(s): Colin Christopher
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