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letra de what's next - killseph

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[chorus]
t-t-tell me that she love me, wanna see what’s next
i don’t really know you, tryna’ get like that
and she counting on me to get rogue tonight
she be on my pages, thinking he so nice
she tell me that i’m cold just like the winter
never wanna tell her, that i ain’t f-cking with her
‘cause things ain’t getting better
tell me that she saw me last week, i don’t remember
putting all the pieces together, a for the effort

[verse]
and she say they do things different in the northside
you wanna be with me cause’ you know that my pride’s high
and now you tellin all your friends that you’ve been talking to me
you too obsessed with me, and you all up on me
but she bad though, she badder than i thought
when i pull up though, know that it’s boutta go down
cause i ain’t playing around, feet up inside the lounge
been tryna get my piece of that cake
so baby turn around
i swear these b-tches always tryna do the same thing
do something different than just tryna smear my whole name
soon as i got rich, yeah, these hoes i cannot maintain
up in my bed frame, do some sh-t for spare change
[chorus]
t-t-tell me that she love me, wanna see what’s next
i don’t really know you, tryna’ get like that
and she counting on me to get rogue tonight
she be on my pages, thinking he so nice
she tell me that i’m cold just like the winter
never wanna tell her, that i ain’t f-cking with her
‘cause things ain’t getting better
tell me that she saw me last week, i don’t remember
putting all the pieces together, a for the effort

[bridge]
do some sh-t for loose cash, she do that
showing off her whole ass, for views and
tryna find a new man, it’s useless
boutta spend a whole band, still ain’t feeling her

[chorus]
t-t-tell me that she love me, wanna see what’s next
i don’t really know you, tryna’ get like that
and she counting on me to get rogue tonight
she be on my pages, thinking he so nice
she tell me that i’m cold just like the winter
never wanna tell her, that i ain’t f-cking with her
‘cause things ain’t getting better
tell me that she saw me last week, i don’t remember
putting all the pieces together, a for the effort
[outro]
do some sh-t for loose cash, she do that
showing off her whole ass, for views and
tryna find a new man, it’s useless
boutta spend a whole band, still ain’t feeling her

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