Don’t Fight Me
Your momma don't said to try to fight me
The odds of you winning it ain't very likely
Always we fight, never I'm right
Just holding in spite, for another night
Your momma don't said to try to fight me
The odds of you winning it ain't very likely
Always we fight, never I'm right
Just holding in spite, for another night
'Cause it hurts so bad
When you hit me good
But I'll punch back
Just like you knew I would
Your momma don't said that she don't like me, huh
You're making up lies just to spite me, huh
Always we fight, never I'm right
Just holding in spite, for another night
'Cause when I punch back
My aim's real good
And I wont hold back
Just like you never could
Whoa-oh, you never could, oh, oh-oh
And now I see you in a completely different light
All you seem to wanna do, is come at me and fight
Did she not teach you how to love?
How will we ever make it up?
My momma said that she don't like him
Playing up to his games, means he'll only win
Walk out the door, don't ask for more
Baby, show him you're sure
And my mumma's right
Don't engage in your fight
But you hit me first
So, baby, you'll end up worse, worse
You'll end up worse, worse
Your momma don't said to try to fight me, whoa-oh-oh
The odds of you winning it ain't very likely, whoa-oh-oh
Always we fight, never I'm right
Just holding in spite, for another night
Don't fight me, just try delight me
Oh, don't fight me, just try delight me
Oh, and it feels so wrong, but you're so strong
Oh, oh, I see where you are coming from
So don't fight me
The odds of you winning it ain't very likely
Always we fight, never I'm right
Just holding in spite, for another night
Your momma don't said to try to fight me
The odds of you winning it ain't very likely
Always we fight, never I'm right
Just holding in spite, for another night
'Cause it hurts so bad
When you hit me good
But I'll punch back
Just like you knew I would
Your momma don't said that she don't like me, huh
You're making up lies just to spite me, huh
Always we fight, never I'm right
Just holding in spite, for another night
'Cause when I punch back
My aim's real good
And I wont hold back
Just like you never could
Whoa-oh, you never could, oh, oh-oh
And now I see you in a completely different light
All you seem to wanna do, is come at me and fight
Did she not teach you how to love?
How will we ever make it up?
My momma said that she don't like him
Playing up to his games, means he'll only win
Walk out the door, don't ask for more
Baby, show him you're sure
And my mumma's right
Don't engage in your fight
But you hit me first
So, baby, you'll end up worse, worse
You'll end up worse, worse
Your momma don't said to try to fight me, whoa-oh-oh
The odds of you winning it ain't very likely, whoa-oh-oh
Always we fight, never I'm right
Just holding in spite, for another night
Don't fight me, just try delight me
Oh, don't fight me, just try delight me
Oh, and it feels so wrong, but you're so strong
Oh, oh, I see where you are coming from
So don't fight me
Credits
Writer(s): Lola Aviva Abineri
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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