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letra de prove it - tink

[intro]
ooh-ooh, yeah
oh, woah

[chorus]
prove it if i’m your b-tch
prove it if this sh-t real
love really all that we got
tell me, why do i question they way you feel?
prove it if you my n-gga
tell me, is that too hard?
keep runnin’ out my life, uh
now i gotta let my guards up

[verse 1]
some of these n-ggas ain’t meant to be loved
i told him i’m mentally done
i don’t want nothing to do with ya ass
’cause i know it’s a hoe in ya bed
you never around, never involved
and you never pick up when i call
never respond, never get back
now i’m typin’ and sendin’ you thrеats
f-ck is you doin’? i’m knowin’ you cheatin’ with one of ya exеs
why is you feedin’ me lies?
don’t play with my mind, you know i’m a sceptic
feel like i’m overly thinkin’
sh-t, i thought that we had a connection
you keep sayin’ your feelings is real
but when you around, you never express ’em (huh)
n-ggas be thinkin’ they sl!cker than me
like a scale, i’m keepin’ a count
i ain’t like none of these b-tches you f-ckin’
if you ain’t a hunnid, i’m out (i’m out)
somethin’ inside tellin’ me leave, i gotta follow it
n-ggas be sayin’ they thorough, showing the opposite
[chorus]
prove it if i’m your b-tch
prove it if this sh-t real
love really all that we got
tell me, why do i question they way you feel?
prove it if you my n-gga
tell me, is that too hard?
keep runnin’ out my life, uh
now i gotta let my guards up

[verse 2]
i ain’t see none this comin’ at all, sh-t, i thought you was decent
sh-t really makin’ me mad ’cause you ain’t do none of that sh-t you was preachin’
you was leavin’ the crib, linkin’ with hoes, actin’ like you a lil’ bachelor
i don’t see no n-gga holdin’ me down, these n-ggas be pullin’ me backwards
what is we on? i feel it all in my soul, your energy changin’
n-ggas be goin’ from b-tches to b-tch and then wonder why i be complainin’
i’m offended
you givin’ these women a reason to taunt me
as soon as the money slow down, these n-ggas run back and be yellin’ they sorry
the love’ll never be the same (love’ll never be the same)
i hate love cause i know the word be in vain (i know the word be in vain)
if you ain’t ready, then i gotta cut sh-t loose
say you is, but you never showed me the proof (never showed me the proof)

[chorus]
prove it if i’m your b-tch (yeah)
prove it if this sh-t real (yeah)
love really all that we got
tell me, why do i question they way you feel? (question the way you feel)
prove it if you my n-gga (yeah)
tell me, is that too hard? (yeah)
keep runnin’ out my life, uh
now i gotta let my guards up
prove it if i’m your b-tch (yeah)
prove it if this sh-t real (yeah)
love really all that we got
tell me, why do i question they way you feel? (question the way you feel)
prove it if you my n-gga (yeah)
tell me, is that too hard? (yeah)
keep runnin’ out my life, uh
now i gotta let my guards up
[outro]
prove it
prove it

- tink

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