Songtexte U Got It - Trilfiger

Don't know what to say no more
Sorry baby got to go
You been playing with me you a hoe
Ain't no staying with me hit the door

You got to leave
Get out the spot
Why these bitches be so hot
She been going out a whole lot
No loyalty she a thot
I'm royalty I'm up top
Up top, a lot

Girl you being useless like a pencil with no led
Fucking with yo bitch and when I fuck she give me head
Fucking on her then I told her get up out my bed
But she want to stay so she get on knees to beg
Feeling like I'm Peter Griffin treat her like she meg
Take a bitch to burger king whenever she want steak
Way that I be drippin' got designer and the bape

No that bitch not my girl
Could gave her the world
But she wanna play with me
So she ain't get a thing

No she ain't get a thang from me
Only thing she got was thanks from me
For teaching me a lesson
Time is at an essence
Baby girl your presence

I don't need it
But I want it
Baby girl you know I'm on it
The tables have turned how Ironic
We could have been so iconic
But now we is nothing U Got It

U Got It, you got that
She gave me a ride bout to walk back
Broke up with the bitch smokin' thot pack
These bitches so sneaky what's bout that
I'm just bout to leave her down bad
Down bad, Out sad

That bitch don't know how to listen
Swear to god that bitch be trippin'
Baby girl know I'm different

I swear to god
That I'm not the same
My money long
My money got range
And I swear to god
That I got the flame
I hop out a yacht
And hop in a range

Rover, Make you sad that it's over
I'm leaving you
Can't keep seeing you

Whenever you gone I start thinkin'
Who she with who she linkin'
Can't trust a bitch on the weekend
Or the weekday
Thought she could get a cheat day
But that bitch for the streets aye

I swear to god
That I'm not the same
My money long
My money got range
And I swear to god
That I got the flame
I hop out a yacht
And hop in a range

Rover, Make you sad that it's over
I'm leaving you
Can't keep seeing you