Not Sure Yet

Betta stop all that lil clowning wipe yo face off
Head high baby I wanna see you maneuver that body like you trying
Like you tryna shake the jakes off
Shut them haters ass up if they try and say sumn
A lotta women come with alotta baggage but with you that ain't the case
Nahh Uhh
Don't know why you be lying to to self aint gotta jog, you already first place
Uhh Huhh

Thin Line Love and and Hate When You Slam My Door
Turn Me On when you show me you ain't Scared Of me
You Take away from your beauty when you go to far
Cuz you know I'm still a gangsta and I ain't playin that shit
Demon time four K Cameras
Her ass into all that paranormal activity
She Take A Nigga Soul Spiritual
Shine like Kaleidoscope
Could be Miss America
Jet Magazine Or the Front page of Ebony
Give me More of something that I can relate to
Give you my all
Without being your savior
Nasty Than a bitch but never distasteful
You Invest In Yo Self You Got Time For A Nigga
House Built Ground Up She's Designed for a nigga
Going every which way she came and found a nigga
I Don't want nobody else around a Nigga
Make a house a home
She safe and sound with a nigga

I got you
Yo front yo back yo sides yo eyes
Can't put a finger on it cuz there's literally nothing
I Apologize If I
Get Outside My Body, My Mind If I See You
Infatuated about the way you
We can spin the block
When we get to the moon
Swear to God You ain't gotta change for nun

Betta stop all that lil clowning wipe yo face off
Head high baby I wanna see you maneuver that body like you tryna
Like you tryna shake the jakes off
Shut them haters ass up if they try and say sumn
A lotta women come with alotta baggage but with you that ain't the case
Don't know why you be lying to to self aint gotta jog you already first place



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Writer(s): Adam Jackson
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