Текст песни Can’t think Straight - Lonni Monae

Thought is a bitch, I can't think straight
Oh, no, turn it on

Thought is a bitch, I can't think straight
Every time I spark, you remind me I ain't like you in the first place
I'll do a bitch in the worst way
But I'm sittin' pretty, might get dressed on her birthday
I ain't in the gossip, I ain't tellin' hoes my business
Ice on my neck got me chillin' like a villain
Big LP, got these bitches and they feelin's
I don't know if they mad, 'cause I'm the baddest and the realest
Why you mad?

I don't care if you had a couple bands, you ain't got it now
I don't swear they gettin' money, bitch, settle down
Now I ran out, I desire to buy another pile
Bitches ain't drunk enough, I buy another round
I ain't chillin' out, and I ain't sittin' down
They ain't stop printin' presidents when you came around
Niggas said I'm heaven sent, I'm like sayin' loud
Put a penny on your head like I'm hella proud
Wearin' designer, when I want, it ain't never need it

Spin a bag on my shoes, 'cause my walk is missin'
You a friendly bitch, I'm rude, no, my talk expensive
And I ain't fuckin' with a nigga who can't pay expenses
And I ain't fuckin' with a nigga who can't pay attention
Big line, when my music on, niggas stop and listen
Big pockets, hear it in my song, I ain't never miss it
Bitches claimin' that they own, then I flip the switches
You can never pull my ho card, I don't brin' it with me
Nigga like a truck on the road, brin' a semi

He like, can you say my name, are you fuckin' kiddin'?
All these bitches full of price, I don't do no biddin'
I been droppin' back to back, y'all fuckin' livin'
With a fuckin' bottle in the wood, I ain't fuckin' livin'
Talked about my mama, house with a high ceilin'
Told him he can put it in his mouth, 'cause I like the feelin'
Y'all thinkin' bout the past, but I ain't reminiscin'
Bitches sittin' on they ass, bitches steady with you
I just ran up a bag, sat it in the kitchen
With a nice glass table, stayin' still dishes

Thought is a bitch, I can't
Thought is a bitch, I can't
Thought is a bitch, I can't
Thought is a bitch, I can't, ay

Thought is a bitch, I can't think straight
Every time I spark it, remind me I ain't like you in the fast place
How I do a bitch in a white sweat
But I'm sinnin' pretty, might get dressed on our birthday
I'm stolin' up the Ps, I'm like, thanks for the respect
Two days, two jeans, I'm just here to cut a check

Big LV on my back, just to flex
Any bitch talkin' shit, only tough on the neck
Real pretty bitch, I like pink on my body
Yo, nigga, in my likes, that ain't my fault, but I'm sorry
Blonde hair, T really look like a Barbie
Wanna take a bite of me, have the nickname, I'm Charlie

Thought is a bitch, I can't
Thought is a bitch, I can't
Thought is a bitch, I can't
Thought is a bitch, I can't

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