Boyfriend
They call me Cocaine Kobe
Dope nigga in a bag by the O-Z
Get the dick then
He's addicted
That explains why your nigga said he knows me
'Cause he call me after a long day
Slide on your nigga in broad day
Play in it like it's Broadway
'Cause you know niggas fuck with me the long way
He like fuck it
He want to touch it
Pull a nut out like it's nothin'
Anybody get to discussing
Then he air the function
What type of shit he be on
What time he said he was home
Won't let you look at his phone
'Cause I got the keys and the codes
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
He sent the text
Said he want sex
Then sent the Uber down Malcolm X
When I pulled up
He buzzed me up
I smelled the Hennessy on his breath
You was on FaceTime
I came through the door
He didn't waste time
To taste mine
Saying he love you and stay lying
You got the title but stay crying
I get the nut and the cut and the butt
You stay whining
My sex is whenever
I'm with whatever
Yeah you a-ight, I'm that much better
Despise me
It surprise me
You want to size me
You can try me
'Cause your beside yourself
Over the side piece
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
Bitches be down bad after finding out the truth
If you want the smoke, then I'm airing out the room
There I was popping bottles in the section
You tried to pull me to the side for a question
Don't you know a nigga slide with aggression
Bitch I'll meet you outside with the weapons
First I'mma bring my boys in
Then I'mma bring my toys in
See I can get your boys hit
I ain't nothing really to be toyed with
What type of shit he be on
What time he said he was home
Won't let you look at his phone
One false move and you gone
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
Dope nigga in a bag by the O-Z
Get the dick then
He's addicted
That explains why your nigga said he knows me
'Cause he call me after a long day
Slide on your nigga in broad day
Play in it like it's Broadway
'Cause you know niggas fuck with me the long way
He like fuck it
He want to touch it
Pull a nut out like it's nothin'
Anybody get to discussing
Then he air the function
What type of shit he be on
What time he said he was home
Won't let you look at his phone
'Cause I got the keys and the codes
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
He sent the text
Said he want sex
Then sent the Uber down Malcolm X
When I pulled up
He buzzed me up
I smelled the Hennessy on his breath
You was on FaceTime
I came through the door
He didn't waste time
To taste mine
Saying he love you and stay lying
You got the title but stay crying
I get the nut and the cut and the butt
You stay whining
My sex is whenever
I'm with whatever
Yeah you a-ight, I'm that much better
Despise me
It surprise me
You want to size me
You can try me
'Cause your beside yourself
Over the side piece
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
Bitches be down bad after finding out the truth
If you want the smoke, then I'm airing out the room
There I was popping bottles in the section
You tried to pull me to the side for a question
Don't you know a nigga slide with aggression
Bitch I'll meet you outside with the weapons
First I'mma bring my boys in
Then I'mma bring my toys in
See I can get your boys hit
I ain't nothing really to be toyed with
What type of shit he be on
What time he said he was home
Won't let you look at his phone
One false move and you gone
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's your boyfriend
That ain't your boyfriend
Oh, that's your boyfriend
That's disappointing
Oh, that's your boyfriend
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Writer(s): Bryant Bailey
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