DINNER DATES & HEART BREAKS

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DINNER DATES & HEART BREAKS

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Met her in February, boom, got deep Fucked her in March, then ooh, I got weak Pistol on me every time I pull up If niggas thinkin' I started fuckin' with you and got sweet Freak, you was really like that You wanted sex more than me, ooh, I liked that You liked to fuck me better than them bitches I had You liked to put the pussy on me when I'm mad Kiss you on your lips as I penetrate Got you tellin' me your secrets on the dinner date Told me 'bout your homegirl, how she been a snake Told me 'bout what's-his-name and how that nigga fake True, hella quick is how we move Welcome to the fast life, this is how we do I was like, "Fuck a tattoo" It's only one thing I want from you [Chorus] Tell me the truth Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Tell me the truth Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Tell me the truth [Verse 2] A few months later Took you on a lil' trip, it got player Paparazzi caught us out in mother nature Pictures hit the blogs, we got haters Sheesh, shit was deep, but it got deeper Ayy, I told gang she's a keeper Your zodiac sign wasn't a Libra You wasn't givin' lyin'-ass cheater Hugged real tight, at night, I hugged you closer Love was in the air, I cared like how I'm 'posed to Every day was perfect, okay, hold up Them couple times I fucked up the vibe, I wasn't sober Then one day, the homie hit me on the phone Told me you was with your ex alone, this is what he shown Nigga, huh, fuck, what? Mind blown I'm like, "Bet, this what we on?" [Chorus] Tell me the truth Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Tell me the truth Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Tell me the truth [Verse 3] This verse might cause some stress This part of the story when shit go left You ain't reply when I hit you with that text So I popped up at your front door like, "Yep" I'm like, "Bitch, what's up with all this?" Say you scared 'cause I'm talkin' loud and I balled my fist Playin' victim, tryna talk your way up out of it Beatin' around the bush, huh, you think you slick She like, "No, I promise I wasn't cheatin' It was bad timin', I was arrivin', he was leavin'" You got me in some weird shit, I don't even be policin' "I should've told you first, but I thought you wouldn't believe me" Hate it or love it, I respect the honest truth But instead you let the homie tell me 'bout it, that ain't cool Now I'm out here lookin' crazy 'cause of you Girl, look me in the face and tell the truth Did you fuck that nigga? Just keep it funky 'Cause if you did, I'm goin' on a fuckin' spree, you know me You was in that picture with that nigga, lookin' closely How you disrespect a real nigga? I'm a trophy Bitch, she like, "Don't call me no bitch," bitch Matter of fact, let me see your phone, open it She like, "I ain't openin' shit" Snatched it quick, woah, what's up with all this? [Chorus] Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Tell me the truth Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Don't you lie to me Tell me the truth

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Credits

Writers
  • YG
Distributor
  • Warner Music Group
Label
  • 4Hunnid
  • 10K Projects