Fuccin Witcha

Lyrics

[Chorus] Baby I was cool on them other bitches Baby I was cool on them other bitches I really wasn't cool with them other niggas Bitch you lookin' like a fool with them other niggas Girl I really went to school with them other niggas And I ain't tryna lose like them other niggas So you really gotta choose on them other niggas Is it gonna be school or them other niggas? And I'm feelin' like a fool, I was fuckin' witcha Am I fool just for fuckin' witcha? Shit, girl it's cool, I ain't fuckin' witcha You ain't gon' catch me on the news 'bout no other nigga [Verse 1] I'm so motherfuckin' cool, it's a fuckin' given, huh Even back in school I wasn't fuckin' trippin' I got so many bruises on my heart, what the bandages for But it's cool, let the scars show, I had 'em before, let's go Ha, what you panicking for? Yeah you helped me put a sixty in the attic before Ever since a nigga left you ain't had it no more I remember when you had it galore, calm down girl I uptowned and downtowned a town girl I clear slippered and Gucci'ed down your gown girl Around girls, at round table with found girls Still the only nigga that make you smile girl, you know it Haha, you know it [Refrain] Am I fool just for fuckin' witcha? Shit, girl it's cool, I ain't fuckin' witcha You ain't gon' catch me on the news 'bout no other nigga Am I fool just for fuckin' witcha? Shit, girl it's cool, I ain't fuckin' witcha You ain't gon' catch me on the news 'bout no other nigga [Chorus] Baby I was cool on them other bitches Baby I was cool on them other bitches I really wasn't cool with them other niggas Bitch you lookin' like a fool with them other niggas Girl I really went to school with them other niggas And I ain't tryna lose like them other niggas So you really gotta choose on them other niggas Is it gonna be school or them other niggas? [Verse 2] Fuck her 'til she get her facts straight, actually I'm happy I'm back bae, yeah bae I'm back bae Make you act straight with handcuffs and black tape No actually, slap ass and slap face When you lap dance I tap dance and act waist Got a young heart, I got stamina all day Young boy, I am not tapping out, no way Make her run for it, I got her handling four things Run boy, you gotta handle her four ways Do it in the car, can you handle the road rage? Do it in the sky, in the back of this full plane Show me you ain't shy right inside of these full faces Tell her, no face apparently no case, uh No waist, apparently no waste, uh So fake, you lied to my whole face Hell nah I ain't fuckin' with your ass, bitch [Refrain] Feelin' like a fool, I was fuckin' witcha (hah) Am I fool just for fuckin' witcha? (so fake you lied to my whole face) Shit, girl it's cool, I ain't fuckin' witcha You ain't gon' catch me on the news 'bout no other nigga (so, so, so fake you lied to my whole face) Baby I was cool on them other bitches Baby I was cool on them other bitches (hell nah I ain't fuckin' with your ass) I really wasn't cool with them other niggas Bitch you lookin' like a fool with them other niggas (so fake you lied to my whole face) [Chorus] Baby I was cool on them other bitches Baby I was cool on them other bitches I really wasn't cool with them other niggas Bitch you lookin' like a fool with them other niggas [Outro] Ha, what you panicking for? Yeah you helped me put a sixty in the attic before Ever since a nigga left you ain't had it no more I remember when you had it galore