Research

Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Woah
These hoes be doing research (research, research, research)
I swear she like
"This piece of hair off in the sink ain't come from me first, no, no"
(I swear, I swear, I swear)

The way you stressin' got me blowin' indo outdoor
Every time you intro, that's my cue to outro
And I know all my niggas call you crazy, you just misunderstood though
Through all the evil in your eyes, swear I can still see the good though

But you unlockin' my cell like you is a cop
How you decode all my V-mails, G-mails even P.O. boxes got me P.O.'d
You saw my emails with CeCe when you wasn't CC'd
I'm on my way to halfway, my baby, I need you to meet me (straight up)

You, you talkin' 'bout I had the key to your heart
Then I got my first European you took that key then you keyed it
What type of shit do we be in?
Blowin' up TNT'n'
Hella drama, TMZ'n
Bitch, I'm leavin' then she switched the shit like

What you got to hide, hide, hide, hide? (Uh-huh)
Lying next to me at night, night, night, night (uh-huh)
You text me all the time, time, time, time (whoa)
See, I know what you like, like I did the last time (whoa)

Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
When you have nothing to hide, hide, hide, hide

Watch out, these hoes be doin' research
I swear, she like
"This piece of hair off in the sink ain't come from me first, no, no"
(I swear, I swear, I swear)
You hang around too goddamn long, it's like you need work
(Do ya, do ya, do ya got a job, I mean, for real)
I swear (oh God)
Man, these hoes be doin' research
Watch out, these girls be doin' research

Okay, I know you did some research
Well, shit I did too
I saw you wearin' Drake's chain like you was part of his crew
I saw you chillin' with Meek Mill up at the Summer Jam
Ooh, I hope my eyes the one that's lying to me girl and not you

I know we all done got a past, but there's shit that I can't pass
Seein' you at the Soho House, I know you can't afford that tab
When I run into Chris Brown, and he laugh 'cause he know what you know
What I don't, it make me feel like I don't know your ass

What you got to hide, hide, hide, hide? (Uh-huh)
Lying next to me at night, night, night, night (uh-huh)
You text me all the time, time, time, time (whoa)
See, I know what you like, like I did the last time

Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
When you have nothing to hide, hide, hide, hide

These hoes be doin' research
I swear, she like
"This piece of hair off in the sink ain't come from me first, no, no"
(I swear, I swear, I swear)
You hang around too goddamn long, it's like you need work
(Do ya, do ya, do ya got a job, I mean, for real)
I swear
Man, these hoes be doin' research
Watch out, these girls be doin' research



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Carson, Ariana Grande, Dacoury Dahi Natche, Sean Michael Anderson, Leland Tyler Wayne, Willie Antonio Hansbro Jr.
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