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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I heard that he not good for me but I can't let him go
He stay running for me whenever I call his phone
You know I'll be your shooter, baby, while you touch the road
Lay up at my crib whenever you need to lay low
[Verse 2]
He the champagne in my orange juice
Freaking on me, damn, that boy loose
Rich bitch, I could afford you
Bad bitch, what I'm gon' do
Kiss up and rub up on you
Got you feeling all ooh
Sex up and rain down on you
In the bed knocking Jimmy Choos
[Verse 3]
When you touch my body I just can't keep it together, baby
Know you get me higher when you're by me
Damn, I'm flying, baby
Damn you flew me out, keep me dripped up like no drought
Other bitches keep my name in your mouth
I stand what they be talking about
[Verse 4]
Looking for him, he be laid on my couch
Holidays be at his mama house
Anyways, know what I'm talking 'bout
Mary J, it's real love I found
I can stand on my own and I won't let you fall down
You can pass the fire to me, we playing baton now
[Verse 5]
I heard that he not good for me but I can't let him go
He stay running for me whenever I call his phone
You know I'll be your shooter, baby, while you touch the road
Lay up at my crib whenever you need to lay low
[Verse 6]
He the champagne in my orange juice
Freaking on me, damn, that boy loose
Rich bitch, I could afford you
Bad bitch, what I'm gon' do
Kiss up and rub up on you
Got you feeling all ooh
Sex up and rain down on you
In the bed knocking Jimmy Choos
[Verse 7]
He the champagne in my orange juice
Freaking on me, damn, that boy loose
Rich bitch, I could afford you
Bad bitch, what I'm gon' do
Kiss up and rub up on you
Got you feeling all ooh
Sex up and rain down on you
In the bed knocking Jimmy Choos
[Verse 8]
I heard that he not good for me but I can't let him go
He stay running for me whenever I call his phone
You know I'll be your shooter, baby, while you touch the road
Lay up at my crib whenever you need to lay low
[Verse 9]
He the champagne in my orange juice
Freaking on me, damn, that boy loose
Rich bitch, I could afford you
Bad bitch, what I'm gon' do
Kiss up and rub up on you
Got you feeling all ooh
Sex up and rain down on you
In the bed knocking Jimmy Choos
Written by: Ebhoni, Spaghetti J