Lyrics Go - Kelechi Africana

They said he was a dog
My nigga chased cats
He was tryna be a player
But he gotta face facts
Getting hit up my his niggas
Like "where the hoes at?"
She don't want a thug
You ain't looking for a husband
Looking for the love
Then I'm one of the above
You got me

I ain't bout that drama, We ain't fuckin' at my momma spot
3 in the morning get it poppin' in the parking lot

To you I sing
When she toot that thang
Make me lose my brain
She my boo my queen
She lemme do my thang
With my crew my team
I could fly solo
But she grew my wings
She improve my range
Make it feel like dope
Pumping through my veins
That my boo my bae
Imma buy yo ass a sushi roll
And we can kick it like Bruce Lee, yo
I never treat you like a groupie hoe
But we could see a dollar movie though
Ad yeah my bae a lil boujee, So?
But she be listening to Gucci though
And I be giving piggy backs
She be giving pity laughs
When I'm being goofy though

They said he was a dog
My nigga chased cats
He was tryna be a player
But he gotta face facts
Getting hit up my his niggas
Like "where the hoes at?"
She don't want a thug
You ain't looking for a husband
Looking for the love
Then I'm one of the above
You got me

I ain't bout that drama
We ain't fuckin' at ya momma spot
3 AM get it poppin' in the parking lot

Where the, where the hoes at?
I need 30 milligrams of that prozac
I been depressed since I lost my baby
Drive slow like I'm with Ms Daisy
Wanna have bad ass kids like BèBè
Wanna teach them kids how to Nae Nae
Wanna take road trips to the same place
While we kicking' that shit like Pelè
She about to get me, she about to get me
And I try to shimmy out her grippy
But she never letting go
I know you got a past, know you got a man
I just really hope you understand
You can never be a hoe
I just wanna know do you really mind though
Do you want bad boy like Diddy, I know
Run the city, I know
With Kelechi, I know
Maybe the new Wayne, I'm Drizzy, I know
Yeah Yeah

They said he was a dog
My nigga chased cats
He was tryna be a player
But he gotta face facts
Getting hit up my his niggas
Like "where the hoes at?"
She don't want a thug
You ain't looking for a husband
Looking for the love
Then I'm one of the above
You got me

I ain't bout that drama
We ain't fuckin' at ya momma spot
3 AM get it poppin' in the parking lot

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