PERFECT RIDDLES

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Okay
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Okay Okay
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Okay Okay
Okay Okay

Yeah

Maybe she just wanna leave
Baby got riddles for days
Never might know what she mean damn
Okay okay
Move the wind she a breeze
Heard you would switch on the team
Ignoring the clues that I seen damn
Okay okay
Why would you switch for the cheese
We was so close on the g
Now I just stick to the cream damn
Okay okay
Can't go back to smoking the weed
Smoking the weed
Now I just write me a song
Maybe I ain't what she need damn
Or

Maybe she just wanna leave
Just wanna leave
Maybe she just wanna leave
Just wanna leave
Maybe she just wanna leave damn
Okay
We was so close on the g
On the g
But maybe she just wanna leave
Just wanna leave
Maybe she wanna just leave damn huh
Just wanna leave
Huh

Maybe she just wanna leave
Just wanna leave
Maybe she just wanna leave
Just wanna leave
Maybe she just wanna leave damn okay
We was so close on the g
On the g
But maybe she just wanna leave
Just wanna leave
Maybe she just wanna leave
Just wanna leave

Aye swear If you leave it ain't telling yo secret
We jimmy dean cause we always be beefing
Making a scene in the street for no reason
Can't close my door so she slam it then leave it
You walk away like you sure you don't need me
Then hit me up like you make it home easy?
Swear that you slick but this shit getting greasy
I'm still by yo side like a clinical treating
Want me too much and it's showing you greedy
I fall for your touch and that's just how you tease me
We fell in lust and I love when you see me
You just wanna fuck we agreed to the treaty
Now that you gone I can tell you was wrong
I put you in a song like a nigga be grieving
Now that you gone I can see what you on
and that's part of the reason you always be reaching to fuck



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Writer(s): Christian Smith
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