Wassup

Baby, don't play with me
Or I'll show you what I mean
When I say that I am not the one (I am not the one)
Yeah, yeah
You've been putting lies in my head
Then you come and lie in my bed
Don't you think it's my time to have some fun? (Fun) Ha

Tequila with no chaser
I might beat my face up
Thought you had me love locked down
But I'm out on bad behavior
I hope I see you out tonight
'Cause you gave me this appetite
Don't be naïve, if you make me, I might (I might)

Let everybody say, "Wassup?"
Let 'em take a sip of my cup
I might still be with him when the lights up, yeah
Maybe let him take me home in his truck (oh, yeah)

And you can't do a thing (not a thing) about it
No, not a thing (not a thing) about it (yeah, ha, uh, yeah)

I bet you kicking yourself (I bet you kicking yourself), huh
Messed around and you found out
Just the way that I felt
Wondering if you're gonna keep me around now
How'd you live with yourself? (How'd you live with yourself?)
You made a good girl go bad now
Just a let down who let me down

Tequila with no chaser (chaser)
I might beat my face up (face up)
Thought you had me love locked down
But I'm out on bad behavior
I hope I see you out tonight
'Cause you gave me this appetite
Don't be naïve, if you make me, I might (I might)

Let everybody say, "Wassup?" (wassup? Wassup? Yeah)
(Maybe) let him take a sip of my cup (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
I might still be with him when the lights up
Maybe let him take me home in his truck

And you can't do a thing (not a thing) about it
No, not a thing (thing) about it
And you can't do a thing about it (yeah)
No, not a thing about it (yeah)

One thing I never been was a hater
Boots kind of big but you were working those Bottega's
Help me out, tell me, are we kissing? Are we chasing validation
From a stranger? When we could've been amazing
Yeah, I know I fucked up, my fault, yeah, I did that
I just got home, but you plotting on your get back
It's a "ladies, leave your man at home" kinda night
"Heart attack, if you're checking her phone" kinda

Wait tell me what it is or what it isn't
What I did or what I didn't
Maybe you could be forgiven, probably not
Casamigo sipping, taking shots like Scottie Pippin
You know she ain't 'bout to miss you when there's ballers in the club
Hair done, nails done, got plenty of groupie love
You ain't gotta speak, that dress do what it does
Looking for better, what's better than what it was? (Yeah)
You know my body now baby tell me wassup, huh? (Uh, yeah)

Could've been your missus, could've been your mistress
Still won't love me, babe
Always there to listen, never talk your business
Still don't love me, babe
First thing on your hitlist (yeah), last thing on your wishlist
Still don't love me, babe
You stay being distant, 'cause I see in the distance
Somebody wanna say wassup, uh