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letra de ​​dgaf. - maurice moore

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[verse 1]
you’re lookin’ right at me, babe, like i’m supposed to know
if i gotta ask you then, it’s probably a no
are you unsure about us this time?
lord knows i f-cked up on the first time
and now it’s so obvious, that you don’t see me like you once did
i wish that i could make you trust me again
just tell me if it’s too much, or if it’s just enough, ooh-woah-ooh
i’m losin’ hope, nothing will grow without a feelin’
and baby, when you talk like that, feels like we finally hit the ceilin’
[pre-chorus]
i need somebody that’s gonna roll
f-ck all the cap, girl, that’s all for show
i’ll put your ass on a pedestal
i know sometimes, it feels like i give too many f-cks about you

[chorus]
do you mean it when you talk like that? (do you?)
do you be really havin’ thoughts like that?
i keep thinkin’ why i want someonе
who doesn’t give a f-ck about me? (’bout mе, ’bout me, ’bout me)
you do what you wanna do, i can’t even be mad at you
talkin’ ’bout you finna walk like that (ooh, yeah)
but i’m just hopin’ that you run right back

[verse 2]
i was a thot and a dog, had you on lock
i thought that i was that n-gga until i got caught (caught)
cost me a lot
the way that my mama miss you, girl, it tells me a lot (a lot)
i did what i did, f-cked up the home that we built now i’m cleanin’ it up
just tell me if it’s too much
if i admit to every wrong and cut them b-tches out my phone
would it be enough? oh-ooh-ooh
let me know, let me know, let me know
[pre-chorus]
i need somebody that’s gonna roll
f-ck all the cap, girl, that’s all for show
i’ll put your ass on a pedestal
sometimes, it feels like i give too many f-cks about you

[chorus]
do you mean it when you talk like that? (mean it, oh)
do you be really havin’ thoughts like that? (oh, yeah)
i keep thinkin’ why i want someone (ooh)
who doesn’t give a f-ck about me, yeah? (’bout me, ’bout me, ’bout me)
(you do) you dowhat you wanna do (yeah), i can’t even be mad at you (it’s my fault)
talkin’ ’bout you finna walk like that (oh-oh-oh-oh)
but i’m just hopin’ that you run right back

[outro]
roll with me, roll with me

- maurice moore

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