Moody Girl

(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the f- up")
Real motherf-, sad girl -, ah

In a room full of people, I still feel lonely
By myself even when he all on me
Tell me you love me, know you just told me
We just f- and I still feel horny
Thick than a b-, but I'm still missin' pieces
Hide my pain where nobody sees it
I'm in the club every motherf-weekend
F- on a n-, then leave while he's sleeping

Sad little b-, I be twerkin' and cryin'
Pretty on the outside, inside dyin'
Leave me alone, where you goin'? Don't leave me
Need this p-, but n- don't need me
Fly like an angel, bad like a demon
Come so quick, that's how I see men
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays, weekends
We have good times when I see them

Why do you even like me? I'm broken
Is it the way I can hold my throat open?
She smoke d-, yes b-, I'm tokin'
Eyes locked in on his, I'm focused
So many friends, but I still feel lonely
How come none of y'all call to check on me?
Hold sh- down, but nobody hold me
That's okay 'cause I'm the strong homie

Shakin' this (ah), actin' bad, I'm just mad at my -
Dress like, "F- me, but don't touch me", I'm just mad at my n-
Boy, you play too much
Only thing touchin' these lips tonight is liquor
He said I play too much
Only thing gettin' this - tonight is my pillow, ah

Ayy, sorry my appetite is so insatiable
Blow him off, that d- inflatable
Thinkin' 'bout you, it ain't a day that go
By where my mind ain't picturin' fellatio
By where my mind ain't thinkin' 'bout -
By where my mind ain't thinkin' 'bout touchin'
Uh, matter fact, don't touch me
Looked in the mirror and I'm feeling kind of ugly

I wanna breathe what you breathe, see what you see
Taste like you, I eat what you eat
All day, every day, be where you be
Don't play, I know where you sleep
I breathe, and they pressed
I pop off, they get stressed
I'm way too clean to entertain mess
F- all this famous sh-, you gettin' checked

Why y'all keep actin' like I ain't real?
Why y'all keep tellin' me how I feel?
Why y'all keep actin' like I ain't solid?
What about all the tea I ain't spilled?
Hmm
Whatever you heard, trust it
Hate on me, 'cause I love it
I don't respond to h- that be subbin'

Shakin' this (ah), actin' bad, I'm just mad at my n-
Dress like, "F- me, but don't touch me", I'm just mad at my n-
Boy, you play too much
Only thing touchin' these lips tonight is liquor
He said I play too much
Only thing gettin' this - tonight is my pillow, ah