Favorite Songtext
von The‐Dream
Favorite Songtext
You don′t need my love, you just want my check
And I don't need your love, just show me some respect
And this ain′t gotta go nowhere after that
Don't wanna be ex, don't wanna be your next
Don′t wanna meet you father, I can′t meet your mother
And when she ask you what this is, you better say, "Other"
Dot, dot
She only love me on the weekends
And I only love her when she freaking, yeah
She love swimming on the deep end, crazy
Sending naked pictures in the DM, baby
You know she lying when she tell you not save it
You know she lying when she tell you you're her favorite
She know I′m lying when I tell her she's my favorite
She know I′m lying when I tell her she's my favorite
Girl, you know you got it, got it, shawty ′bout it, 'bout it
Shawty 'bout it, ′bout it, ′bout it, 'bout it, ′bout it, bout it
Super sexy and extra ghetto, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy
Thick as fuck, give no fuck, fucking in the Rari
Girl, you so hypnotic, girl, you so exotic
Girl, you so erotic and you know you got it
You don't need my love, you just want my check
And I don′t need your love, I just want your sex
And this ain't gotta go nowhere after that
Don′t wanna be ex, don't wanna be your next
Don't wanna meet you father, I can′t meet your mother
And when she ask you what this is, you better say, "Other"
Dot, dot
She only love me when I′m in town
I only love her when I fly her out
Chanel bag, Chrome Hearts and Balmain
Fucked on the jet heading back, yeah, that's 50 racks
It′s for the thrill of it, for the kill of it
And if you feel like you feel, suck a pill for it
And we both how we wanna be, babe
Fuck again, then get some sleep, babe
She love swimming on the deep end, crazy
Sending naked pictures in the DM, baby
You know she lying when she tell you not save it
You know she lying she tell you you're her favorite
She know I′m lying when I tell her she's my favorite
She know I′m lying when I tell her she's my favorite
She know I'm lying when I tell her she′s my favorite
Girl, you know you got it, got it, shawty ′bout it, 'bout it
Shawty ′bout it, 'bout it, ′bout it, 'bout it, ′bout it, bout it
Super sexy and extra ghetto, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy
Thick as fuck, give no fuck, fucking in the Rari
Girl, you so hypnotic, girl, you so exotic
Girl, you so erotic and you know you got it
Girl, you know you got it, got it, shawty 'bout it, 'bout it
Shawty ′bout it, ′bout it, 'bout it, ′bout it, 'bout it, bout it
Super sexy and extra ghetto, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy
Thick as fuck, give no fuck, fucking in the Rari
Girl, you so hypnotic, girl, you so exotic
Girl, you so erotic and you know you got it
Now she, aye
Nigga throwing money in the club
She just shake her ass ′til it pile up
Nigga throwing money in the club
She just shake her ass 'til it pile up
Nigga throwing money in the club
She just shake her ass ′til it pile up
Nigga throwing money in the club
She just shake her ass 'til it pile up
And I don't need your love, just show me some respect
And this ain′t gotta go nowhere after that
Don't wanna be ex, don't wanna be your next
Don′t wanna meet you father, I can′t meet your mother
And when she ask you what this is, you better say, "Other"
Dot, dot
She only love me on the weekends
And I only love her when she freaking, yeah
She love swimming on the deep end, crazy
Sending naked pictures in the DM, baby
You know she lying when she tell you not save it
You know she lying when she tell you you're her favorite
She know I′m lying when I tell her she's my favorite
She know I′m lying when I tell her she's my favorite
Girl, you know you got it, got it, shawty ′bout it, 'bout it
Shawty 'bout it, ′bout it, ′bout it, 'bout it, ′bout it, bout it
Super sexy and extra ghetto, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy
Thick as fuck, give no fuck, fucking in the Rari
Girl, you so hypnotic, girl, you so exotic
Girl, you so erotic and you know you got it
You don't need my love, you just want my check
And I don′t need your love, I just want your sex
And this ain't gotta go nowhere after that
Don′t wanna be ex, don't wanna be your next
Don't wanna meet you father, I can′t meet your mother
And when she ask you what this is, you better say, "Other"
Dot, dot
She only love me when I′m in town
I only love her when I fly her out
Chanel bag, Chrome Hearts and Balmain
Fucked on the jet heading back, yeah, that's 50 racks
It′s for the thrill of it, for the kill of it
And if you feel like you feel, suck a pill for it
And we both how we wanna be, babe
Fuck again, then get some sleep, babe
She love swimming on the deep end, crazy
Sending naked pictures in the DM, baby
You know she lying when she tell you not save it
You know she lying she tell you you're her favorite
She know I′m lying when I tell her she's my favorite
She know I′m lying when I tell her she's my favorite
She know I'm lying when I tell her she′s my favorite
Girl, you know you got it, got it, shawty ′bout it, 'bout it
Shawty ′bout it, 'bout it, ′bout it, 'bout it, ′bout it, bout it
Super sexy and extra ghetto, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy
Thick as fuck, give no fuck, fucking in the Rari
Girl, you so hypnotic, girl, you so exotic
Girl, you so erotic and you know you got it
Girl, you know you got it, got it, shawty 'bout it, 'bout it
Shawty ′bout it, ′bout it, 'bout it, ′bout it, 'bout it, bout it
Super sexy and extra ghetto, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy
Thick as fuck, give no fuck, fucking in the Rari
Girl, you so hypnotic, girl, you so exotic
Girl, you so erotic and you know you got it
Now she, aye
Nigga throwing money in the club
She just shake her ass ′til it pile up
Nigga throwing money in the club
She just shake her ass 'til it pile up
Nigga throwing money in the club
She just shake her ass ′til it pile up
Nigga throwing money in the club
She just shake her ass 'til it pile up
Writer(s): Terius "the-dream" Gesteelde-diamant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

