Oh yeah
Mhm yeah oh yeah
Now I wish I could write you an album full of love songs
But I can’t seem to get one cause this nigga keep doing wrong
Time and time again I get to telling all my friends that this one here is different
Then you argue my point again
By making enemies of everyone and everything
With jealousies and infidelities, oh boo you stressing me
You should be a shrink
cause your reverse psychology is prob the coldest in these streets
Shall I proceed, yes indeed
Mad because in songs about my past I mention my ex
Don’t worry nigga you next and this one might be my best
You tried to pimp me but I'm a pimp see
SD is my pedigree you aspartame I’m sugar free
I digress and I press on to the next one
blocking hellions talking all of that
Woo woo woo
Talking all that woo woo woo
Maybe next time
Will be the right time
Oh oh oh
Woo woo ooh wee
Maybe next time (talking all that woo woo)
Woo woo ooh wee (Next time, next time, next time)
Maybe next time
Woo woo ooh wee (Next time, next time, next time)
Maybe next time
Woo woo ooh wee (Next time, next time, next time)
Maybe next time
Woo woo ooh wee (Next time, next time, next time)
Maybe next time