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Not Yours

 

Not Yours

(album: Bouji - 2016)


Nastylgia

I hate what you do, you never come through
You always say what you was gon' do, but that shits just never true
And I gt so dramatic, erratic, I panic, got shit tragic
Ugh, imagine how many times I believed your shit
Uh, I, I, I, the way you say nah, nah, nah
All I hear is blah, blah, blah, bad enough for that, that, that

(You, you) You've had too many chances
(You, you) I've danced enough dances
(You, you) Still looking for answer
(You, you) Let me take you to class bitch

Don't be a woulda asked nigga
Don't be a coulda asked nigga
Yeah, I was gonna ask again
'Cause I won't be messing with you
Don't be a woulda asked nigga (Bitch)
Don't be a coulda asked nigga
Yeah, I was gonna ask again
'Cause I won't be messing with you (I'm not yours)
Don't be a woulda asked nigga (Bitch)
Don't be a coulda asked nigga (I'm not yours)
Yeah, I was gonna ask again
'Cause I won't be messing with you (I'm not yours)
Don't be a woulda asked nigga (Bitch)
Don't be a coulda asked nigga (I'm not yours)
Yeah, I was gonna ask again
'Cause I won't be messing with you (I'm not, I'm not, I'm not yours)

Uh, can't you see that I don't care about you?
Just 'cause I wrote about you
Don't mean I'm still about you
Foresee ya, ciao
Don't wanna hear none of your shit now
Believe it, aw
There's ain't no, she's coming ride that crown
I see it now
I gotta break the cycle right now
I'm cutting out
I'm disconnected, I'm plucked out

(You, you) You've had too many chances
(You, you) I've danced enough dances
(You, you) Still looking for answer
(You, you) Let me take you to class bitch

Don't be a woulda asked nigga
Don't be a coulda asked nigga
Yeah, I was gonna ask again
'Cause I won't be messing with you
Don't be a woulda asked nigga (Bitch)
Don't be a coulda asked nigga
Yeah, I was gonna ask again
'Cause I won't be messing with you (I'm not yours)
Don't be a woulda asked nigga (Bitch)
Don't be a coulda asked nigga (I'm not yours)
Yeah, I was gonna ask again
'Cause I won't be messing with you (I'm not yours)
Don't be a woulda asked nigga (Bitch)
Don't be a coulda asked nigga (I'm not yours)
Yeah, I was gonna ask again
'Cause I won't be messing with you (I'm not, I'm not, I'm not yours)

I shoulda, woulda, coulda asked, bitch
Yeah man, you shoulda asked, bitch
Hm, but you didn't ask, bitch
You were always gonna ask, bitch
You shoulda, if you woulda
Nothing said man, you coulda
But you didn't, now he ain't winning
Shoulda, woulda, coulda, uh, bitch

Hahahaha
Me love it
So trashy

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?