Oh I
Jeremih, Sevyn, The Game, Young Thug
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Bongo by the way Oh, I You keep that to yourself Oh, I You don't trust no one else Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Met her backstage at a Tiller show She said I got a reputation, I'm that nigga though She tryna play hard to get, but I'ma get it though She say she ain't that type of girl, she sendin' pictures though She get naked on the Snap 'cause it disappear I seen that pussy for a sec' and I say, "Bring it here" See the way that I'ma f*ck you, you ain't ever did I'ma f*ck you everywhere and baby I ain't ever scared Are you prepared to sit in the club with thugs? I'm hopin' you there 'cause all that we got is trust You got friends, they don't f*ck with me like that So in return I don't f*ck with 'em right back I could have fucked one, I could have fucked two But I'm only fuckin' you, what you goin' through? Now you mad, textin' in all caps Like I just didn't put my kids on your back Oh, I You keep that to yourself The way you do it, baby It's drivin' me crazy Oh, I You don't trust no one else The way you do it, baby It's drivin' me crazy Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm so gone off your love, I'm so gone I'm so gone, I'm so gone, I'm so gone (aw yeah) I'm so gone off your love and you know I'm so gone, I'm so gone, I'm so gone (I'm so gone) I got drunk off your love and throwed up (bleh) Pour my heart inside your double cup Out the park when the first batter up I got scars from her nails when we f*ck (let's go, ayy) I wanna see your boobs thang, here some Jerry beads Black diamonds in your chain, you American Chrome Heart clear lenses when you lurkin' 80 thousand dollar bag, you a Birkin Workin', 800 in a bag, you ain't worth it Heard you dropped out of school, was you workin'? (She workin') No climax from your man? He ain't worth it Hundred racks on purses, she's mine Oh, I You keep that to yourself The way you do it, baby It's drivin' me crazy Oh, I You don't want no one else The way you do it, baby It's drivin' me crazy Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hell yes Her body talkin' to a nigga, say less I'm fuckin' up her weave, need a hair net I'ma put your body on bed rest Late nights, took her out to Maestro's She can get the lobster for the backstroke You know how to love it when I ask though Make a nigga feel good that it's the last stroke Oh, I You keep that to yourself The way you do it, baby It's drivin' me crazy Oh, I You don't want no one else The way you do it, baby It's drivin' me crazy Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Written by: Jayceon Taylor, Jeffery Williams, Jeremy Felton
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