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'Bout You

 

'Bout You

(album: Pregnant With Success - 2015)


I'm rolling round and I'm driving round but I'm only thinking
'Bout you
See I'm running errands my money spending tell me why I'm thinking 'bout you
'Cause I'm drinking something 'n' I'm dancing slow just know I'm thinking bout you
So I'm rolling round and I'm driving round but I'm only thinking
'Bout you
See I'm running errands my money spending tell me why I'm thinking 'bout you
'Cause I'm drinking something 'n' I'm dancing slow just know I'm thinking bout you

Money can't buy love, but a nigga can rent it
They say rules apply, can't tell 'cause I bent it
Success on the way, UPS said they sent it
The process of progress got me feeling pregnant
The stress so diff, got me sucking up the spliff
This mess on my desk to my neck I'm bout to flip

Sometimes I feel like creeping
Some days I feel like leaving you
Some bitches steady plotting
Tryna drive me off the deep end
Sometimes I feel like creeping
Some days I feel like leaving you
Some bitches steady plotting
Tryna drive me off the deep end

And I'm laying back and I'm falling back
But I still be fronting on you
If the mood is right and the vibe is light
I might could probably come through
If the kitty slippery and we got history
Then you might could maybe slide through
Bitch don't bring me misery
Gotta keep the mystery
Come on baby make me miss you
In the mean time, in between time
These photographs will do
I ain't proud to beg, no tears shed
Baby just between me and you
I don't know how I'm supposed to flow on this shit what I'm gonna do
I want the head, the cars, the checks
The stars, the neck and the moon
Before bed gotta tie my head, thank the lord for making me cute
You don't have a clue what the fuck I do and my new shit gon' shit on you

Sometimes I feel like creeping
Some days I feel like leaving you
Some bitches steady plotting
Tryna drive me off the deep end
Sometimes I feel like creeping
Some days I feel like leaving you
Some bitches steady plotting
Tryna drive me off the deep end

I'm rolling round and I'm driving round but I'm only thinking
'Bout you
See I'm running errands my money spending tell me why I'm thinking 'bout you
'Cause I'm drinking something 'n' I'm dancing slow just know I'm thinking bout you
So I'm rolling round and I'm driving round but I'm only thinking
'Bout you
See I'm running errands my money spending tell me why I'm thinking 'bout you
'Cause I'm drinking something 'n' I'm dancing slow just know I'm thinking bout you

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