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letra de unlonely - j. valentine

[intro: j. valentine & chris brown]
bad b-tches be

[verse 1: j. valentine, j. valentine & chris brown]
is that how you feel?
she hopin’ that them shammers, they ain’t real
she got used to turnin’ down a mil
’cause she ain’t really trippin’ off a bill (bad b-tches be)
see they step wrong and they text long just to lie with you
and they kept on, now they can’t get no time with you
she know what she want, but got trust issues
can’t get close to you (bad b-tches be)

[pre-chorus: j. valentine]
always online at the gym
don’t wanna pick a man, so she make ’em all her friends
she don’t even smile whеn you give her compliments
i know you see my dms

[chorus: j. valentine & chris brown, j. valentine]
bad b-tchеs be lonely
they be so lonely
she’d rather be h-rny in bed all alone
a hunnid f-ck n-ggas on read in her phone
bad b-tches be lonely
they be so lonely
rather boss up, get bread on her own
she really want a n-gga, but her heart gon’ cold
bad b-tches be
[verse 2: chris brown, j. valentine, chris brown & j. valentine]
maybe she get dressed up tonight, maybe she won’t
maybe she go back outside no makeup on (on)
and that’s her choice (choice)
she ain’t worried ’bout them little ass boys (bad b-tches be, uh)
all my girls should have at least a hunnid thou’
she get fly to post, but then she right back on the couch (couch)
she gave up on us, it’s like she throwin’ in the towel
she foul (bad b-tches be)

[pre-chorus: chris brown, chris brown & j. valentine]
always on time at the gym
don’t wanna pick a man, so she make ’em all her friends
she don’t even smile when you give her compliments
i know you see my dms

[chorus: j. valentine & chris brown, chris brown, j. valentine]
bad b-tches be lonely (lonely)
they be so lonely (yeah, yeah)
she’d rather be h-rny in bed all alone
a hunnid f-ck n-ggas on read in her phone (no, no, no, no, no)
bad b-tches be lonely (lonely)
they be so lonely (lonely)
rather boss up, get bread on her own (oh, ah)
she really want a n-gga, but her heart gon’ cold
bad b-tches be
[outro: chris brown]
bad b-tches be

- j valentine

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