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letra de i thought (remix) - dj chose

[intro]
dj chose
mhm, yeah yeah

[bridge: dj chose]
started out deep, don’t got the same homies
n-ggas hood hoppes with slains on me
b-tches took my love, yeah shame on me
you wanna surprise me, don’t change on me

[chorus: dj chose]
i thought you supposed to f-ck with me, not f-ck over me
i thought you supposed to ride with me, not run over me
one day you telling me it’s love, then you over me
b-tch, i swear you do me worse than these hoes do me
i thought you supposed to f-ck with me, not f-ck over me
i thought you supposed to ride with me, not run over me
i thought we supposed to be together, then you broke on me
how the f-ck you do me worse when you close to me

[verse 1: dj chose]
think it’s a game, playing me like nba
told you don’t go, b-tch you left me anyway
threw out my heart, left it on that inner state
b-tch you cold, b-tch you good like golden state
and tell them n-ggas, man they sideways
i could’ve played them n-ggas five way
i’mma keep it moving ‘cuz my time pays
don’t make me go back to my slime days
look b-tch, i’m richer every friday
but i just pray to god to keep my vibe safe
how the f-ck you switch up and go lame on me
when i was talking time, why you put the blame on me
n-ggas said i did dirt, ain’t no stain on me

[chorus: dj chose, dj chose & inayah]
i thought you supposed to f-ck with me, not f-ck over me
i thought you supposed to ride with me, not run over me
one day you telling me it’s love, then you over me
b-tch, i swear you do me worse than these hoes do me
i thought you supposed to f-ck with me, not f-ck over me
i thought you supposed to ride with me, not run over me
i thought we supposed to be together, then you broke on me
how the f-ck you do me worse when you close to me

[verse 2: inayah]
inayah lamis, n-gga
my n-gga, my nerve, yeah we go way back
they called my homie but now we ain’t that
i used to run get the ice, you get the cognac
you ever f-ck over me, you gon’ regret that
and i hate to praise the fame ‘cuz it cost too much
and i don’t tell these b-tches nothing ‘cuz they talk too much
yeah, we chasing a dream but looking what it’s costing us
lil’ n-gga ready to win, i done lost enough
now i’m living the high life
sippin’ mai tais on a private flight
sittin’ courtside with my cool guys, yeah
they really hate me, i can see it in their eyes
used to love me but it died and it ain’t surprise

[bridge: dj chose]
started out deep, don’t got the same homies
n-ggas hood hoppes with slains on me
b-tches took my love, yeah shame on me
you wanna surprise me, don’t change on me

- dj chose

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