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Between The Streets
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamee Anderson
Jamee Anderson
Songwriter
Dimitrius Lynch
Dimitrius Lynch
Songwriter
Donte Jackson
Donte Jackson
Songwriter
Garrett Swenson
Garrett Swenson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ooh baby, baby Meet me in the hotel lobby Tryna spend time with cha body Ooh ooh baby, baby If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin Keep it out the streets, we a secret I be on the block hella low key Windows cracked wit yo batch in the backseat Pockets puffier than combs all on me La Cienega getting jiggy at the Beverly Told her she could have the world if she choose up I ain't tryna home wreck but I would cuff I don't mean no disrespect but he don't do much Have you waiting by the phone, always out of touch If you sliding with me baby money ain't a thang Give you time, give you space We could make it shake Nails done, back rubs After a long day I don't care what they tell you, I ain't playing games How you put yo trust in him, when you on read How you stay faithful, when you ain't in his head He don't ever put you first, it ain't permanent I'm tryna take you places, that you ain't never been Ooh baby, baby Meet me in the hotel lobby Tryna spend time with cha body Ooh ooh baby, baby If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin Keep it out the streets, we a secret Yes my little secret until we come clean Show you off to the world, treat you like a queen This is just the beginning, I am what you need Keep the haters out the biz, keep it out the streets This is for the players talking bout they know me This is for the haters acting like my homies All these niggas hella dry, hella thirsty Pillow talking like a batch with no money I ain't worried bout a broke nigga that's a fact I'm just tryna see you with no clothes all attached Whip cream, strawberries champagne baths After parties in the telly, have it jam packed Tell yo friends to come through, baby I'm the plug Summer nights hella bottles, we be having fun You can't let him hold you back, you know I'm the one Hit that lame right now, time to pull the plug Ooh baby, baby Meet me in the hotel lobby Tryna spend time with cha body Ooh ooh baby, baby If you don't tell him it ain't cheatin Keep it out the streets, we a secret Keep yo business out the street baby
Writer(s): Donte Jackson, Dimitrius Lynch, Jaime Anderson, Garrett Swenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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