GOLDEN OREOS

I don't like the slow dance
And I don't like to hold hands
But maybe I could hold hands with you
(With you, with you)
And I don't like golden Oreos
And I don't like long phone calls
But maybe I'll pick up the phone for you
(For you, for you)

And I don't like the way we fight
No, I don't like the way you
I don't like the way you like
All them other girls' pictures
I don't like the way you treat me like I'm not with you
Niggas ain't shit
'Cuz listen, I've sacrificed too much
I been acting different just to satisfy you
There's something bout him
I can find light in the dark
I can try to find light in your heart
But then I realize

I don't gotta slow dance (With you)
And I don't wanna hold hands (With you)
No, I don't wanna hold hands with you
(With you, with you)
I don't gotta eat them damn Oreos
I don't gotta take no long ass phone calls
I don't gotta stay up long ass nights
Wondering "why why why won't this nigga make eyes at me?"

The way I do you
The way I do you
The way I do you
The way I do you