Prince Sole

Prince Sole - She Ain't Fuckin' With Me lyrics

rate me

Tonight turn the tune right, she ain’t picking up

Found a diamond in the rough, I’m tryna cut it up

Says she love me then she hate me, baby, preach

Can’t lock it up if I still got the keys, huh?

Too many shores, I guess it’s too many hoes for them, though

Running around, I am the boss of the town, she think I’m scandalous

Messaging me, now shorty stressing the G, she can send it

Sleeping alone, shedding tears by the phone, she didn’t plan for this

Now she ain’t fucking with me

Now she ain’t fucking with me

No, no, no, no

Now she ain’t fucking with me

Now she ain’t fucking with me

No, no, no, no

Now we too old for that and we too young for this

Lil’ mama, hold up, when I shoot I make you miss

‘Cause I been working all night and you been screaming all day

You made me miss my flight, I guess these sad days

So go ahead scream, go ahead scream, I need to hear that shit

Oh, you had me word up, you replay that trick

Replay that day ‘cause I’m a king, you a queen

I put the ace of spades just to share that dream

Like we the last was living, I swear you drive me fucking crazy

I swear you drive me fucking crazy but I want you to have my baby

So baby, slow it up, when it comes to this crazy, well, I guess it’s bumping us

Now she ain’t fucking with me

Now she ain’t fucking with me

No, no, no, no

Now she ain’t fucking with me

Now she ain’t fucking with me

No, no, no, no

Baby, stop fronting for your home girls

By the end of the night you’ll be home, girl

Talking all that shit, I ain’t shit, huh?

But when I slide up in it talking kids, huh?

Worry about some hoes that don’t matter

Don’t flatter me, baby, you know I know that shit

You don’t like that bitch? Then it’s fuck that bitch

Girl, you’re blurring up the vision going eye for an eye

So what’s the deal, huh?

Too many shores, I guess it’s too many hoes for them, though

Running around, I am the boss of the town, she think I’m scandalous

Messaging me, now shorty stressing the G, she can send it

Sleeping alone, shedding tears by the phone, she didn’t plan for this

Now she ain’t fucking with me

Now she ain’t fucking with me

No, no, no, no

Now she ain’t fucking with me

Now she ain’t fucking with me

No, no, no, no

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