How Could You..
Chain on froze (Huh)
You ain't never met a bitch so cold (Ohhh oh)
You ain't never had a bitch this much
Vinci
You ain't never had a bitch to love
To trust, to lust, to hold
Chain on froze (Mhmmm)
You ain't never met a bitch this cold (Mhm)
You ain't never had a bitch
To love, to trust, to lust
Froze
Monday mornin', gotta wake up
Get my head done and
Let me know if I'm doin' too much (Too much)
Cause you know that'll hop up on it and ride
You got me twisted
Tell 'em it ain't none of their business (Uh)
You cannot miss this
Cheatin' on a bitch like a Quizlet
How could you (Ouu oh woah woah)
Tell me that I'm not the one for you?
I'm so through (Ouu)
You don't know the shit that
I have been through
Ouu ouu
I wanna dance with you
Ouu ouu
I'd rather be dancin' with you
You cannot tell a, a soul (Ouu)
Aaaa, a soul
What the fuck, when you stop trippin'
I'll pull up (I'll pull up)
You know that i never gave a fuck
I never cared, they don't know what it's like
When you're here
All them people you let in your head
They always said "You'd be better off dead"
How could you (Ouu oh woah woah)
Tell me that I'm not the one for you?
I'm so through (Ouu)
You don't know the shit that
I have been through
Ouu ouu
I wanna dance with you
Ouu ouu
I'd rather be dancin' with you
You ain't never met a bitch so cold (Ohhh oh)
You ain't never had a bitch this much
Vinci
You ain't never had a bitch to love
To trust, to lust, to hold
Chain on froze (Mhmmm)
You ain't never met a bitch this cold (Mhm)
You ain't never had a bitch
To love, to trust, to lust
Froze
Monday mornin', gotta wake up
Get my head done and
Let me know if I'm doin' too much (Too much)
Cause you know that'll hop up on it and ride
You got me twisted
Tell 'em it ain't none of their business (Uh)
You cannot miss this
Cheatin' on a bitch like a Quizlet
How could you (Ouu oh woah woah)
Tell me that I'm not the one for you?
I'm so through (Ouu)
You don't know the shit that
I have been through
Ouu ouu
I wanna dance with you
Ouu ouu
I'd rather be dancin' with you
You cannot tell a, a soul (Ouu)
Aaaa, a soul
What the fuck, when you stop trippin'
I'll pull up (I'll pull up)
You know that i never gave a fuck
I never cared, they don't know what it's like
When you're here
All them people you let in your head
They always said "You'd be better off dead"
How could you (Ouu oh woah woah)
Tell me that I'm not the one for you?
I'm so through (Ouu)
You don't know the shit that
I have been through
Ouu ouu
I wanna dance with you
Ouu ouu
I'd rather be dancin' with you
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.