Ay ay you make me feel some type a way to keep me goin
I see you round the road
I know that we just strangers
I wanna let you know that I aint playin
Braided, waitin if I could see you later
I’m straining you hit me sayin that u can’t make it
Face it, mayday I know that we ajacent
I hate it, god just bring me closer like it’s pay day
Ay Ay Ay I feel like I ain’t the one for yo ass than me
There’s a thousand men I feel like you should pick and see
Ay ay ay your love makes me tipsy
writing like I’m drunk
but I’m stuck here overthinking if I am even the one
Sometimes I feel a something like we not even jus friends
Depends
No hands please while I get so tempted to take a gram
I just wanna band man fuck the Xanax
Il make them hand plants
10 secs ima chase the bag till it’s expanding
Ay ay you make me feel some type a way to keep me goin
I see you round the road
I know that we just strangers
I wanna let you know that I aint playin
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