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Pi'erre Bourne

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Ayy, yeah, yeah
I thought I'd be alright by myself (I need you home)
She lives with somebody else (can't let nobody)
Can't let nobody (can't let nobody)
Can't let nobody (can't let nobody)
Can't let nobody (can't let nobody)
Can't let nobody (can't let nobody, ayy)
She lives with somebody (she fucked up)
I miss your body (I miss your body)
I miss your waist, damn

My pockets fat
This purp' I rock is Raf, ayy
She want my bag
This bitch bendin' time in half, ayy
She in my pad
My crib she found a lash, ayy
Feel like this cash
Money blue all the time, looks sad, ayy
Like, where are you at?
New bitch want a boarding pass, ayy
She bring her friend
But her friend don't wanna go back, ayy
Huh, yeah
Shit, I don't even know her like that
Shit, I don't even know her like that
Shit, I don't even know her like that, ayy, uh
Said she love me, I can't love you, baby, yeah
On my momma, these hoes, I can't save 'em, yeah
The whole world know how I feel about, yeah
All these bitches, man I can't replace 'em (uh-huh)
I'm popular, that bitch made me an option (uh-huh)
Binoculars, to see how far I've got (uh-huh)
The drop on us, this bitch already plottin' (uh-huh)
In God we trust, so I know God got me

Drop to one knee on the phone (ayy)
Bitch come home (ayy)
You already know what I want (ayy, uh)
Just come home (ayy)
Drop to one knee on the phone (ayy)
Bitch come home (ayy)
You already know what I want (ayy, uh)
Just come home (yeah)

Yeah, the money come fast (uh)
The bitches do too (yeah)
I thumb through her pussy (yeah)
I thumb through the loot (yeah)
She rub it and grab it (uh)
She makin' it shoot (yeah)
I love every time (yeah)
This bitch comin' through (yeah)
I'm lettin' her down gently
I'm still feeling you, yeah
Even when I'm in her, I'm thinkin' 'bout you, yeah
Hope this time been healin' you
Let's talk about our feelings soon
I don't really care 'bout that nigga, yeah
'Cause all of my niggas shoot, yeah
I miss protectin' you
My hand caressing you
Put it down, like I'm destined to (yeah)
I know you packed up, then moved (damn)
I'm missin' that schedule (yeah)
Talkin' 'bout all of our dreams and shit, I'm still believin' in you (yeah)

Drop to one knee on the phone (yeah)
Bitch come home (yeah)
You already know what I want (ayy, uh)
Just come home (yeah)
Drop to one knee on the phone (ayy)
Bitch come home (ayy)
You already know what I want (ayy, uh)
Just come home (yeah)
Drop to one knee on the phone (ayy)
Bitch come home (ayy)
You already know what I want (ayy, uh)
Just come home (yeah)
Drop to one knee on the phone (ayy)
Bitch come home (ayy)
You already know what I want (ayy, uh)
Just come home (yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's alright
It's alright
Baby, tell me I'm alright
Yeah, bye
Yeah, bye, yeah
Bitch, you'll be, it's gon' be alright
Yeah, tonight
Alright
Say it to me: It's gon' be alright, yeah
I don't need these bitches in my life, yeah
Two wrongs ain't ever gon' make it right
Oh, why?
Oh, why? Hey
I don't need these bitches in my life
It's alright
It's alright, right
Two wrongs ain't ever gon' make it right

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