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Cadet – Damages

Исполнители: Cadet
Альбомы: Cadet – The Rated Legend
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Текст Cadet – Damages

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Sayin’ I remind of your ex-boyfriend
But girl I ain’t none of them
I don’t understand why you move so shook
Treat me like I’m one of them

You think I’ma do you bad
Girl I ain’t even on that
You know you can get me mad
All you do is nag
And girl man you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’ shit
I ain’t gon’ pay for them damages
Girl you’re with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex-boyfriend
Stop chattin’ and chattin’ and chattin’ and chattin’ shit
I ain’t gon’ pay for them damages
Girl you’re with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex, stop balancin’

Look
See I ain’t never done you dirty
But you treat me like I done you dirty
But now I make money off the gigs
There ain’t no white girl whippin’ that Cersei
Big man buyin’ thirty, Versace racks, act like ?
nerdy
Just don’t treat me like Phil
Baby and I’ll never treat you like Shirley
If you’re with me, then you’re with me
I don’t care what your ex did, man it’s history
Why he treated you like a foe, it’s a mystery
I ain’t tryna come back to this, I ain’t a frisbee
I don’t talk to you about my ex girl

(Why? Cah you ain’t my ex girl)
Because you ain’t my ex girl
Switch gyal, I ?
have you vexin’
It’s your fault, wanna talk about your ex man

Sayin’ I remind of your ex-boyfriend
But girl I ain’t none of them
I don’t understand why you move so shook
Treat me like I’m one of them
You think I’ma do you bad
Girl I ain’t even on that
You know you can get me mad
All you do is nag
And girl man you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’ shit
I ain’t gon’ pay for them damages
Girl you’re with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex-boyfriend
Stop chattin’ and chattin’ and chattin’ and chattin’ shit
I ain’t gon’ pay for them damages
Girl you’re with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex, stop balancin’

If I don’t ever do you like that
Baby, how you gon’ do me like that?
Your ex ain’t even got no sauce
You can’t compare, he ain’t even no ?
(Uh)
Man I’m Ric Flair with the drip
Baby suits, yeah I got her on tap (Woo)
And if your ex tryin’ to smack
I be lookin’ for your ex, like it was a ?
math
Man I go, a big black cannon copped
If your ex tryna chat a lot (Uh)
Man ah boss (Uh)
Tell ’em how your man ah boss
Long stick like Camelot (Boom)
Know your ting turn up, turn up, it’s true
Make him ?
run up, run up on you
Baby girl you’re mine, I want squeeze on the side
So your boy he got bun up, bun up, call you

Sayin’ I remind of your ex-boyfriend
But girl I ain’t none of them
I don’t understand why you move so shook
Treat me like I’m one of them
You think I’ma do you bad
Girl I ain’t even on that
You know you can get me mad
All you do is nag
And girl man you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’, you’re chattin’ shit
I ain’t gon’ pay for them damages
Girl you’re with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex-boyfriend
Stop chattin’ and chattin’ and chattin’ and chattin’ shit
I ain’t gon’ pay for them damages
Girl you’re with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex, stop balancin’

Альбом

Cadet – The Rated Legend