Why Don't You

It's Steezay

Baby, why don't you come over
Baby, come lay yo head on my shoulder
Why don't you, bring that right here
And let me show you something
I need that my dear
Ain't got no time for talking, nah

Uh, lil mama bad I said wassup
She tryna stay wit a nigga till the sun up
I wish a lame nigga would try and run up
Can tell she down by the way she getting done up
Don't understand what these other women be on
But shorty different she just want somebody lean on
And she don't drink but she might just make a daiquiri
I got questions I won't ask if you ain't ask me
All she playing in the whip is old R&B
I said I'm cold girl it really ain't no heart in me
But I might just have you change that
I ain't said the L word yet but I might say dat

Baby, why don't you come over
Baby, come lay yo head on my shoulder
Why don't you, bring that right here
And let me show you something
I need that my dear
Ain't got no time for talking, nah

Put my initial on a charm throw that on yo ankle
That's my boo know she looking good from every angle
All these niggas telling lies I don't do fables
Me and her stuck together issa damn staple
Cause she about her paper she don't need nobody
She got that "how you fit that in them jeans" type of body
I said what you got in that pretty head of yours
She said she like the way I talk, I got metaphors
Uh, lil baby tell me what you really need
She got my songs in her phone she a fan of me
Other boys had they chance that's a damn shame
Keep talking that talk get my last name

Baby, why don't you come over
Baby, come lay yo head on my shoulder
Why don't you, bring that right here
And let me show you something
I need that my dear
Ain't got no time for talking, nah



Credits
Writer(s): Lafayette Stephens Iii
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