Boy is Mine (feat. Fancy LaFlare)

Hello Barbra
This is Shirley
Who grandmother is this playing on my phone
I mean I guess we can stop with the fake names and all that
Look this is Dream
Don't call my phone checking me over no nigga that ain't checking for you sis
Cause He's mine
No, he's mine
No, he's MINE

That boy is mine
I told you that boy is mine
How he creeping
You know how I give it up from behind
I arch my back
Then he send tickles all down my spine
Take the top off
He might come back to back
He done lost his mind

You need to give it up
Them shots I think you had enough
He's mine you think he's yours cards on the table
Imma call ya bluff
You need to give it up
Them shots I think you had enough
He's mine you think he's yours cards on the table
Imma call ya bluff

Usually I don't say much
But this shit is weird
What is going on in yo head
Yea that shit up there
How he ya man?
I be all up in his mouth
Veneers
He ain't tell you that it get wetter than a ship in here
No fronting
Never heard about another woman
Now can you call his mother up like hey ma can I borrow something
Can you call his sister like hey sis let's go out for brunch
And
Not for nothing
Never heard ya name I think you bluffing
Where you come from
Speaking on my nigga claiming feelings
I'm like uh uh
Especially the way he dig me out
Guts ruptured
Legs spread
Wet bed
Ooh can't get enough of
Baby keep it pushing
Yea tough love
You just ruined my day
You really fucked it up
Cause what we got is everlasting
Sorry baby suck it up
I'm saying though
Just give it up
Don't even waste ya time
Sorry had to break it to you that
That boy is mine
That boy is mine

Ugh
I hear you talkin
A little louder so I know you mean it
Way I be screaming
Had them rolling
3 6's a demon
In the streets
Claim he wit you but he belong to me
And
I can't Imagine what day you bumped ya head
Clearly ya dreaming
Real fancy
But
Carpet burns
Now he calling me Rugrat
We 6 9
His toes they curling
throwing up them blood sets
I'm real disgusted
He's a good man you claim that he's cheating
I can't digest this
You consume the lies
So that's the reason
That you deceiving
He's mine
That boy belongs to me and
Revenge is best served cold
Ya words now
Ima make you eat them
Yea
That belongs to me and
Revenge is best served cold
Ya words now
Ima make you eat them

You need to give it up
Them shots I think you had enough
He's mine you think he's yours cards on the table
Imma call ya bluff
You need to give it up
Them shots I think you had enough
He's mine you think he's yours cards on the table
Imma call ya bluff

You need to give it up
Them shots you've had enough
He belongs to me
I'll ride for mine
Don't mean to be rude
Need to get in tune
He's all that I need
I'll ride for mine



Credits
Writer(s): Lashawn Ameen Daniels, Japhe Tejeda, Rodney Jerkins, Fred Jerkins, Brandy Norwood
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