Letra de Sky Walker
(feat. The-Dream)
Boy you got a bitch zoning
Boy you got a bitch zoning
Its dam near 5 inna morning
Kinda wish that I could clone it
For the times when your not around yeah
Boy I'll never leave you lonely
Be your one and only
You need a main girl
That fucks you like a side chick
Let go and stop fucking around
You need that sexy girl
That independent
That ridin around this bitch and getting it
That no blogging
That huslte hard
At home
On the job
Put it on ya like ooh lord
Real shit
No fraud
Hit the mall
Then buy you something
I ain't frontin
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do it like you do
I'm so ATL
And I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
That I know what I'm doing
Baby can't you tell
That I know what I'm doing
Thinking oh you got me crazy
Shit
Calling you baby
Questions I used to say no to
Now its maybe
Picture you turning me out
All good
All hood
I can make sure that your love is never misunderstood
I'll have you like she never had you
Stop fucking around
You need that sexy girl
That independent
That riding around this bitch getting it
That no blogging
That huslte hard
At home
On the job
Put it on ya like ooh lord
Real shit
No fraud
Hit the mall
Then buy you something
I ain't fronting
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do it like you do
I'm so ATL
I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
Don't care
Where you been
Who you been with
How it ended
Just love me
I don't care how recent
Sure you got your reasons
Boy pick up your future
And leave the past
I'll take your good and your bad
[The Dream:]
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do me like you do
I'm so ATL
Boy I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
Tell
Tell
Baby can't tell
Kinda wish that I could clone it
For the times when your not around yeah
Boy I'll never leave you lonely
Be your one and only
You need a main girl
That fucks you like a side chick
Let go and stop fucking around
You need that sexy girl
That independent
That ridin around this bitch and getting it
That no blogging
That huslte hard
At home
On the job
Put it on ya like ooh lord
Real shit
No fraud
Hit the mall
Then buy you something
I ain't frontin
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do it like you do
I'm so ATL
And I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
That I know what I'm doing
Baby can't you tell
That I know what I'm doing
Thinking oh you got me crazy
Shit
Calling you baby
Questions I used to say no to
Now its maybe
Picture you turning me out
All good
All hood
I can make sure that your love is never misunderstood
I'll have you like she never had you
Stop fucking around
You need that sexy girl
That independent
That riding around this bitch getting it
That no blogging
That huslte hard
At home
On the job
Put it on ya like ooh lord
Real shit
No fraud
Hit the mall
Then buy you something
I ain't fronting
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do it like you do
I'm so ATL
I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
Don't care
Where you been
Who you been with
How it ended
Just love me
I don't care how recent
Sure you got your reasons
Boy pick up your future
And leave the past
I'll take your good and your bad
[The Dream:]
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do me like you do
I'm so ATL
Boy I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
Tell
Tell
Baby can't tell
NASH, TERIUS / ROWLAND, KELLY / MCKINNEY, CARLOS / RASHID, JAMAL
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