[Lonely with You]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh
What it really mean to fall in love? I don't even call that love
I know I'm a bad bitch though, dumb nigga fucked me up
I'm so emotionally unavailable
Fuck tryna leave (Oh), honestly, I'm tryna be lonely with you (Yeah)
I'm tryna be lonely with you (Yeah)
I wanna be lonely with you, oh
I'm tryna be lonely with you (You you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I need me a double cup, go ahead and pour me up
I need my booty rubbed, I'm a little bit stuck up
I get in that mood sometimes, but I still need some love
I need a nigga down when a bitch drown, will you stick around for me?
I been breakin' hearts and movin' on
That's the reason why I end alone
Tryna mend my heart when I was wrong, boy
Fuck tryna leave (Oh), honestly, I'm tryna be lonely with you (Yeah)
I'm tryna be lonely with you (Yeah)
I wanna be lonely with you, oh
I'm tryna be lonely with you (You you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Back Outside]
Uh
Like quit that broke nigga shit
You ain't fuckin' no broke nigga, bitch
Talking that boss nigga shit
You ain't got no benefits
I can't co-sign shit
I done went ghost on a bitch (Yeah)
Back outside again
Say he want love, feel like lust, why can't we be friends? (Friends)
Wanna make love, let's just fuck, I don't need no man
I'm in the club, bottles up, I came with two friends (Friends)
I scream, "Fuck these niggas" (Fuck 'em)
There she go again, turnin' up chins
Make a nigga have to spin the block again
Oh, the streets back lovin' Bri again? I really can't call it (Call it)
Ass fat, back on Bri again, niggas think I bought it
Niggas throwin' shade from five years ago, mad that he ain't caught it (Caught it)
All my business straight, elevate, I can't fuck with y'all (Woo)
I been gettin' paid, I don't date, y'all just fuckin' drawl
Ice on the cake, he too late, I can't get involved
I just changed my number, fuckk that love, ain't no need to call
Back outside again
Say he want love, feel like lust, why can't we be friends (Friends)
Wanna make love, let's just fuck, I don't need no man (Oh, yeah)
I'm in the club, bottles up, I came with two friends (Yeah)
I scream, "Fuck these niggas" (Fuck 'em)
Mm, da-na-na
Da-da-da
It's my fuckin' world, bitch, uh, uh
R&B world, uh
R&B world, ayy
And it dun, dun-dun, dun-dun-dun, ee, ee
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