Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
RonnyDaBratt
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
John Manuel Morales
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Beny B
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
Just me
Boy why don't you pick me?
Why don't you pick me?
She don't even got our history
She don't got our history
We could make this a mystery
We could make it a mystery (oh)
Boy why don't you pick me?
Why don't you pick me?
She don't even got our history
She don't got our history
We could make this a mystery
We could make it a mystery (oh)
So you tellin' me that you gon pick her?
Boy she ain't even know your last name
Just 'cause she a lil thicker
Boy she ain't even go to your last game
And you don't even got a picture
With her but you keep our last frame
And I know that you like me and her
But who you gon' take to the fast lane?
(Who?) Who do I stress and worry bout?
(You) 'Cause you make me feel like I'm on clouds
(Do) Do you love me for who I'm all about?
(You) But I bet you'll choose her without a doubt
Boy why don't you pick me?
Why don't you pick me?
She don't even got our history
She don't got our history
We could make this a mystery
We could make it a mystery (oh)
Boy why don't you pick me?
Why don't you pick me?
She don't even got our history
She don't got our history
We could make this a mystery
We could make it a mystery (oh)
If you go with her then you loosin' points
She gon' break yo heart
Then she gon' break your joints
But you wont understand where I'm coming from
'Cause It's like if you speakin' in Indian
Me and you equal a median
We could read each other minds like a TDM
We could dance in the bed to a edm
Fuck that other hoe
'Cause you know I'm beating them, ****
(Boy why don't you pick me?)
(Why don't you pick me?)
(She don't even got our history)
(She don't got our history)
(We could make this a mystery)
(We could make it a mystery)
You gon' loose who you all about
She only talk shit
She got such a fuckin' potty mouth
And she ain't even bout shit
Got a new **** every week
That's clown shit
Saying that she love you
But we know that that's cow shit
And she only want you for your dick
That's hoe shit
If you come cryin' to me
I'mma say "No, shit"
(Make me feel high) Like I'm on dope shit
(Seeing you try) **** thats dope shit
(And im so fly) the other bitch nope shit
(If not I'm gon' die) But I wont feel so rich
(Make me feel high) Like I'm on dope shit
(Seeing you try) **** thats dope shit
(And im so fly) The other bitch nope shit
(If not I'm gon' die) But I wont feel so rich
Boy why don't you pick me?
Why don't you pick me?
She don't even got our history
She don't got our history
We could make this a mystery
We could make it a mystery (oh)
Boy why don't you pick me?
Why don't you pick me?
She don't even got our history
She don't got our history
We could make this a mystery
We could make it a mystery (oh)
Written by: John Manuel Morales
