Genuine

Lyrics
You like it then I love it I ain't gotta think nothing of it Ahh ahh If you down wit me I ain't gotta press your hand You already over stand You just get me You need me and I know it All you got do is show me Ahh ahh I'll be there for you You ain't gotta ask again You ain't gotta tell your friend It ain't they business no way Cause babe, it ain't none of they business They gon be blurring your vision I ain't nothing like your ex And that's why she's not in the picture I know that you won't break my heart But you got the tools to fix it Got me like, aye yah yah yah Aye yah yah yah yah All I ever wanted Was somebody who could handle it Pеanut butter jelly So much bread it's a sandwich Ayе, but it Ain't about the money Ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh Bitches say niggas ain't shit Bitches say niggas ain't shit You ain't out here getting what I get You ain't getting all this dick, baby My nigga gon ride for me Stimulate my mind for me I ain't talking bags and shoes Y'all bitches do what you do He treat me like everyday my birthday Goddamnit he remembers anniversaries Pays attention to the little things House all in my name We don't play them games Always number 1 on his list Cause babe, it ain't Cause babe, it ain't none of they business They gon be blurring your vision I ain't nothing like your ex And that's why she's not in the picture (Not even in my zone) I know that you won't break my heart But you got the tools to fix it Got me like, aye yah yah yah Aye yah yah yah yah All I ever wanted Was somebody who could handle it Peanut butter jelly So much bread it's a sandwich Aye, but it ain't about the money Ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh He don't care who sees I don't care If they looking at me Sweeps me off my feet I ain't never been so happy He don't care who sees I don't care If they looking at me Sweeps me off my feet Sweeps me off my feet All I ever wanted Was somebody Who could handle it Peanut butter jelly So much bread it's a sandwich Aye, but it ain't about the money Ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh My nigga really love me, ahh ahh
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Credits
- Writers
- Tejai Moore
- Olivia