Lyrics Joe Moses – Something About Her
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(I mean, you can go)
Tell me what’s the problem now
You wanna be single like your friends
See the situation them hoes is in? (Facts)
You wanted food and I brought steak (Facts)
You wanna eat and I brought a plate
Mistakes and your pride, shit gon’ always have us beefin’
And no communication really gon’ always have us tweetin’ (Talkin’)
I’m always in the club but that don’t make me a cheater (For real)
They sliding in my DM’s and I replied «I don’t need it»
I’m just tryna be a family with who I care about it
And quit the attitudes ’cause you don’t know my whereabouts (I luh you)
I let you go your separate ways, see you level out
And if I didn’t love yo’ ass, I wouldn’t care about it
So stop with the attitude and gimme kisses
My bitch, my love and my only missus (For real)
You held a nigga down when I was in the trenches (Facts)
So for you, mu online, I’m gon’ be consistent (For real)
Just because they ain’t happy don’t mean you gotta (For real)
You wanted Louis, Gucci, Fendi and I bought Prada (Facts)
She ain’t stunting the gifts, she just want a rider (Rider)
And if it ain’t about you, I ain’t even riding
To be honest my nigga, I found me a rider (Rider)
My baby a gangsta, she real ’bout it, ’bout it (‘Bout it)
She wanted the house and the car, it ain’t no problem
I love her to death, I put it on her body
Something about her (For real)
(Something about her)
My baby buy a rapper but he ain’t racking like I am (For real)
And if I can, I’ma put a baby all up in your stomach (Stomach)
Acting like you don’t but I know you really want it
You acting like you didn’t but I know you really want me
I slid up in your DM like I’m tryna be the homie (Facts)
It was love at first sight, don’t be acting like you knew it
All up in your ear wit’ my game like a poet (Love)
I’m all about my actions, I ain’t talking, I’ma show it
Reputation so bad, I ain’t talkin’, I’m heroic (For real)
I see that lil’ ass, if you park it, I’ma tow it
Did I eat it first night? Man, you already know it
So stop with the attitude and gimme kisses
My bitch, my love and my only missus (For real)
You held a nigga down when I was in the trenches (I love you)
So for you, mu online, I’m gon’ be consistent (Facts)
Just because they ain’t happy don’t mean you gotta (For real)
You wanted Louis, Gucci, Fendi and I bought Prada (Facts)
She ain’t stunting the gifts, she just want a rider (Rider)
And if it ain’t about you, I ain’t even riding (Facts)
To be honest my nigga, I found me a rider (Rider)
My baby a gangsta, she real ’bout it, ’bout it (‘Bout it)
She wanted the house and the car, it ain’t no problem
I love her to death, I put it on her body
Something about her (For real)
(Something about her)