wolfacejoeyy

Dallas
You need me, you need me, darling (Oh-oh) Girl, you miss me, you need me, darling Dumb of me to let you in Dumb of me for thinkin', baby, you could be my everything You need me (Yeah) Huh, yeah, yeah She said we outside, baby, like a doormat Huh, she from Dallas, she keep on asking me if I know 4batz, mm, like damn You a bad bitch, how can I ignore that? Put her in Dior, she like, "Baby boy, I adore that" Baddest bitch, I might just reward that, ooh Uh, take you out the house (Alright), uh, bring you back to mine (Okay) Yeah, she don't want no dinner (Oh yeah), uh, she just want to whine (Oh yeah) And baby love designer (Alright), she rock Number (N)ine (Alright) And, baby, who designed ya? (Alright) Out of ten, you a dime (Woah) Uh, take you out the house (Woah), uh, bring you back to mine (Woah; ah-woo) Yeah, she don't want no dinner (Woah), uh, she just want to whine (Oh woah; ah-woo) And baby love designer, she rock Number (N)ine (Oh woah; ah-woo) And, baby, who designed ya? Out of ten, you a dime She said, "Take me out" (Yeah), "Slut me out" (Yeah) Uh, baby, I got cream, cashews, everything around You can't leave me with a frown, we got bitches all around Me and Boogie in the town, bae, you know it's goin' down Letras de cancionesAnd you're my drug, tied up like a knot You fuckin' with the opps, yeah, you almost got me shot for that I had you livin' luxury, now I want all my commas back But she don't want no love from me, she like, "Slut me out, just fly me out of town" You know how I get down (Ooh-ooh), yeah, you know I got rounds for that (Ooh-ooh) Told you my insecurities, you said that you was fine with that (Ooh-ooh) Eliantte'd all your jewelry, now I want all my diamonds back, and you Yeah, me and my bitch got many problems, huh, we got Dior drama, huh She like steppin' on these hoes in some Balenciaga, huh (Okay) And I'm proud of you, lil' baby, I might get you Prada, huh And she call me Valentino 'cause I make her fall in love (Ooh) Uh, lemme make you mine though (Ooh-ooh) Girl, you fine though, you a ten, yeah, you a dime though We can have a time, baby, please don't waste no time though Uh, she wanna get high, I can take you to the sky, 'cause I Uh, she said, "Take me out" (Yeah), "Slut me out" (Yeah) Uh, baby, I got cream, cashews, everything around You can't leave me with a frown, we got bitches all around Me and Boogie in the town, bae, you know it's goin' down (Woah) Uh, take you out the house (Woah), uh, bring you back to mine (Oh woah; ah-woo) Yeah, she don't want no dinner (Woah), uh, she just want to whine (Oh woah; ah-woo) And baby love designer, she rock Number (N)ine (Oh woah; ah-woo) And, baby, who designed ya? Out of ten, you a dime Uh, she said, "Take me out" (Yeah), "Slut me out" (Yeah) Uh, baby, I got cream, cashews, everything around You can't leave me with a frown, we got bitches all around Me and Boogie in the town, bae, you know it's goin' down From Letras Mania