Jonah's Song (Bonus Track)

"Questions"

Listen bruh, I understand what you saying. But I'm a help them understand what you saying. Basically this how the girl be:

Where?
Who?
You been Where!?
With Who!?
Mmmm. For real? Oh really? That's how you feel?

And the guys be like:

Askin' all them questions.
Askin' all them questions.
Why you askin' all them questions making statements, assumin'?

askin' all them questions.
Askin' all them questions.
Why you askin' all them questions making statements, assumin'?

Mhh. Where you been?
How much, how mu-How much did you spend!?
Yeah I trust you. Now unlock your phone.
Uh uh UH UH who is this... hoe?
See why you playing with me, that's the same reason you ain't staying with me.
You tryna get up in these drawers you ain't laying with me
I ain't even tryna HEAR what you saying to me.
Just grab your stuff, hit the door.
Go chill with them other girls.
That is why her weave stank
Talking bout some beach curls,
Please,
She ratchet!
That's why I'm pregnant and you the pappy!
Ah ha,
Looking stupid that's whatcha get.
Walking round here lyin', thinkin' that you slick.
But you dumb. You stupid?
Uh, don't you talk when I'm talking, you better mute it!
Where?
Who?
You been Where!?
With Who!?
Mmmm. For real? Oh really? That's how you feel?

Askin' all them questions.
Askin' all them questions.
Why you askin' all them questions making statements, assumin'?

askin' all them questions.
Askin' all them questions.
Why you askin' all them questions making statements, assumin'?

Girl. Why you buggin'?
Oh who dat girl? Dat just my cousin.
You wanna know the truth? And how I feel?
Stop tweet watchin, so I know it's real!
Girl, Ain't nobody lyin' to you, I ain't got no secrets, I ain't hiding from you.
But you still wanna check my phone. and my tweets,
Find out who I'm talking to and who I'm tryna meet.
What you said you pregnant!? It ain't mine!?
Girl I wrapped it UP. That's how I know you lyin'.
What you think I'm dumb... you think I'm stupid?
You think I love you, do I look like cupid?
Hold on,
Let me see YO pictures.
You wanna DM.
You tryna see him.
At 7: 00 p.m.
Dis weekend, so he can
Spend it all on you.
(You ain't slick you ain't slick)

Where?
Who?
You been Where!?
With Who!?
Mmmm. For real? Oh really? That's how you feel?

Askin' all them questions.
Askin' all them questions.
Why you askin' all them questions making statements, assumin'?
Askin' all them questions.
Askin' all them questions.
Why you askin' all them questions making statements, assumin'?
Whateva. Whateva nigga!
What you gon do? You just mad, because you got caught.
You dirty. Yo dirty ass, you dir-ty.
And the guy always be flexin like they gon hit her,
"Man get yo hand out my face shawty, man-somebody better get her! I ain't playin'! "



Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Malave, Michael John Dobbins
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