Song Cry (feat. deejai)
Ooh, hey, ooh, whoa, oh
Can't see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry, yeah
I can't see it coming down your eyes So I'd rather make the song cry, yeah
I can see you cumming from your eyes So I gotta give you more time, yeah
Cause I can't see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry, yeah
Stupid bitch, must be out your mind Why you always playing with my mind
Bitch im that nigga girl yk the vibes, pull up on me, baby, pull up on me
Even Though I fuck with you, you still the homie
We aint gotta talk about it like it's like dat
Tune into the stu so it be hard for me to write back
Addicted to the pussy but ain't enough for me to write back
I know you want me to be on different timing
Now I can't catch me on no different type of timing, man
Girl you fine, but you ain't nothing like a diamond
I ain't running from the pussy, I'm a find it
When I jump into that pussy, got me drowning
All this dick up in ya stomach got you whallin
Don't you tell me you don't like it when grindin, when we grindin yeah
You want me like I want you Tell me what it is, girl, I'ma flaunt you
Though I fuck with other bitches still I want you
Remember, takin you to nobu's on ya birthday
Who you know that flexes VV'S on the first date
But I'm the type of guy to take this vibe worldwide
It's my vibe, it's my flex, it ain't nothing new
It's the type of shit I do, cause I fuck with you, yeah
I can't see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry, yeah
I can't see it coming down your eyes So I'd rather make the song cry, yeah
I can see you cummin from your eyes So I gotta give you more time, girl
Cause I can see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry
Stupid bitch, what's behind your mind? Why you always playing with my mind
Cause I'm that niggas, girl, you know the vibe Baby, pull up on me, baby, pull up on me
Girl even though I fuck with you, you still the homie
We ain't gotta talk about it like it's like that
Tune into stu, so it be hard for me to write back
Addicted to the pussy, but ain't enough for me to wife that
I can't see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry, yeah
I can't see it coming down your eyes So I'd rather make the song cry, yeah
I can see you cumming from your eyes So I gotta give you more time, girl
Can't see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry, yeah
I can't see it coming down your eyes So I'd rather make the song cry, yeah
I can see you cumming from your eyes So I gotta give you more time, yeah
Cause I can't see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry, yeah
Stupid bitch, must be out your mind Why you always playing with my mind
Bitch im that nigga girl yk the vibes, pull up on me, baby, pull up on me
Even Though I fuck with you, you still the homie
We aint gotta talk about it like it's like dat
Tune into the stu so it be hard for me to write back
Addicted to the pussy but ain't enough for me to write back
I know you want me to be on different timing
Now I can't catch me on no different type of timing, man
Girl you fine, but you ain't nothing like a diamond
I ain't running from the pussy, I'm a find it
When I jump into that pussy, got me drowning
All this dick up in ya stomach got you whallin
Don't you tell me you don't like it when grindin, when we grindin yeah
You want me like I want you Tell me what it is, girl, I'ma flaunt you
Though I fuck with other bitches still I want you
Remember, takin you to nobu's on ya birthday
Who you know that flexes VV'S on the first date
But I'm the type of guy to take this vibe worldwide
It's my vibe, it's my flex, it ain't nothing new
It's the type of shit I do, cause I fuck with you, yeah
I can't see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry, yeah
I can't see it coming down your eyes So I'd rather make the song cry, yeah
I can see you cummin from your eyes So I gotta give you more time, girl
Cause I can see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry
Stupid bitch, what's behind your mind? Why you always playing with my mind
Cause I'm that niggas, girl, you know the vibe Baby, pull up on me, baby, pull up on me
Girl even though I fuck with you, you still the homie
We ain't gotta talk about it like it's like that
Tune into stu, so it be hard for me to write back
Addicted to the pussy, but ain't enough for me to wife that
I can't see it coming down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry, yeah
I can't see it coming down your eyes So I'd rather make the song cry, yeah
I can see you cumming from your eyes So I gotta give you more time, girl
Credits
Writer(s): Darnell Steen
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