Priority Songtext
von Jayson Cash
Priority Songtext
Yeah, yeah
Without a question
Let a minute pass, I′m pressin'
Hate to make a bad impression
But pull up, I′ma teach you a lesson
You know, oh
Let me show you somethin' different
What you missin' is me
You know you finna be
My new priority
You ain′t gotta question it when the shit is real
When you text in like two days, but we both know the deal
When them days turn to weeks, you see how lonely feel
Then you start subbin′, I'm readin′ that shit like, "Damn, for real?"
In private, you love me, but in public, it's a different story
I′m not like them other niggas, you know my category
Think about your feelings and how long you had 'em for me
Think about them nights I called you twice and you ignored me
But I still called
Even after I said I wouldn′t
FaceTimed, wanted to see the way you lookin'
Goddamn, how could I stay mad at you?
I just wanna sit you on my lap and do like Santa do
Tell me what you want so I can get it for you
And even when I'm out, you know I′m in it for you
I′d be wrong to try to front about my feelings for you
Mm-mm, mm-mm
Yeah, yeah
Without a question (Question)
Let a minute pass, I'm pressin′ (Oh)
Hate to make a bad impression
But pull up, I'ma teach you a lesson
You know, oh
Let me show you somethin′ different
What you missin' is me
You know you finna be
My new priority
You miss about a hundred percent of shots you don′t take
That's what I'm thinkin′ whenever we face to face
I wonder what you thinkin′ when my hands around your waist
And if I slide up to your neck, what type of faces you gon' make?
If I look you in your eye, don′t lie
I wanna know what's on your mind, could give a fuck ′bout time
Early mornin' and we on it like we just woke up
Half a bottle of tequila gone, but shit, that′s us
You know, fuck the fussin' and fightin', then back to fuckin′
You love me, you hate me, and then it′s nothin'
You bringin′ up old shit all of a sudden
I told you I was sorry, what the fuck, am I Ruben Studdard?
How many times I gotta say it?
I regret it every time soon as I get you faded
And then I take it back soon as I get you naked
You know it ain't no other girl I′d rather lay with
For real
Yeah, yeah
Without a question (Question)
Let a minute pass, I'm pressin′ (Oh)
Hate to make a bad impression
But pull up, I'ma teach you a lesson
You know, oh
Let me show you somethin' different
What you missin′ is me
You know you finna be
My new priority
My new priority
Without a question
Let a minute pass, I′m pressin'
Hate to make a bad impression
But pull up, I′ma teach you a lesson
You know, oh
Let me show you somethin' different
What you missin' is me
You know you finna be
My new priority
You ain′t gotta question it when the shit is real
When you text in like two days, but we both know the deal
When them days turn to weeks, you see how lonely feel
Then you start subbin′, I'm readin′ that shit like, "Damn, for real?"
In private, you love me, but in public, it's a different story
I′m not like them other niggas, you know my category
Think about your feelings and how long you had 'em for me
Think about them nights I called you twice and you ignored me
But I still called
Even after I said I wouldn′t
FaceTimed, wanted to see the way you lookin'
Goddamn, how could I stay mad at you?
I just wanna sit you on my lap and do like Santa do
Tell me what you want so I can get it for you
And even when I'm out, you know I′m in it for you
I′d be wrong to try to front about my feelings for you
Mm-mm, mm-mm
Yeah, yeah
Without a question (Question)
Let a minute pass, I'm pressin′ (Oh)
Hate to make a bad impression
But pull up, I'ma teach you a lesson
You know, oh
Let me show you somethin′ different
What you missin' is me
You know you finna be
My new priority
You miss about a hundred percent of shots you don′t take
That's what I'm thinkin′ whenever we face to face
I wonder what you thinkin′ when my hands around your waist
And if I slide up to your neck, what type of faces you gon' make?
If I look you in your eye, don′t lie
I wanna know what's on your mind, could give a fuck ′bout time
Early mornin' and we on it like we just woke up
Half a bottle of tequila gone, but shit, that′s us
You know, fuck the fussin' and fightin', then back to fuckin′
You love me, you hate me, and then it′s nothin'
You bringin′ up old shit all of a sudden
I told you I was sorry, what the fuck, am I Ruben Studdard?
How many times I gotta say it?
I regret it every time soon as I get you faded
And then I take it back soon as I get you naked
You know it ain't no other girl I′d rather lay with
For real
Yeah, yeah
Without a question (Question)
Let a minute pass, I'm pressin′ (Oh)
Hate to make a bad impression
But pull up, I'ma teach you a lesson
You know, oh
Let me show you somethin' different
What you missin′ is me
You know you finna be
My new priority
My new priority
Writer(s): Jared William Grace, Avery Earls, Christopher Jerome Wilson, Owen Barton, Matthew Dean Burdette, Donald Meadows, Jayson Cash Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

