P & P

Yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah (Ah, like a breath of Fresh Ayr) Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh (Troy Taylor, you the G.O.A.T) Started off best friends Then we started sextin' You really my type (Type) A nigga feelin' your vibe (Vibe) I bought you that Birkin To match with the Lexus 'Cause I know you like to ride I used to hit it inside (Hit it inside) But you left, my bed Why you fuckin' with a nigga? Goddamn Should've never play with your heart like that Never thought you would fall back Now I can't pretend If you wanna leave, go ahead Can't get you out of my head But I'll keep on callin' your phone (Phone) Hopin' that you gon' pick up (Pick up, pick up) It's like I feel so alone (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) When I'm not with you, I lose, your pussy and patience too You're supposed to be the one I confide in Now it seems like every day, we keep fightin' I don't know how much of this I can take You're the only reason that I'm up so late If you say you love me, won't you love me Hold a nigga down, put no one above me Promise he can't do you better You know that you're mine forever So come back to my bed, our love ain't finished yet Should've never play with your heart No, I never should've Now I can't pretend If you wanna leave, go ahead Can't get you out of my head (No, no) But I'll keep on callin' your phone (Phone) Hopin' that you gon' pick up (Pick up, pick up) It's like I feel so alone (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) When I'm not with you, I lose, your pussy and patience too When I'm not with you, I lose Your pussy, your patience Your pussy and— Your pussy and patience too Your pussy and patience too