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Marc Genard Haynes
Marc Genard Haynes
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Ivan Matias
Ivan Matias
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Andrea Martin
Andrea Martin
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Marqueze Etheridge
Marqueze Etheridge
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(I often told myself that we could be more than just friends) hey (I often told myself that we could be more than just friends (I often told myself that we could be more than just friends) hey, ohh (I often told myself that we could be) (Come Again?) Been away for a long time I'm in the city, she wanna meet on the Southside Big bank, yeah, we outside If I'ma do it, I gotta do it for Nawfside Been late but I'm on time She'll never leave me, I'll be her greatest of all time She know without a doubt I Keep it a hundred, them other niggas are not live Came up, nigga, voilà Count all my blessings, I pray that we live a long life Little waist lookin' like Lala Beautiful women, I pray I don't get the wrong wife No space for heartbreak No way, good Grace Count money, eat great Tell her "please, keep your place" You know I love you but baby girl, this is real life But I swear you got something that I don't want to let go Gave me something to think about the whole way home, mhmm (Switch it up) So many things that I let slide Especially with them girls on the west side I know that loving me can be a mess I'm sorry, I just want to live my best life Heartbreak, no way Don't think you heard me, I know this isn't my best side I won't play no games To be honest I feel the best with the less, I know Back in Cali, I'm living life like I won't die Always tell me "don't run from it if it feels right" Don't fight feeling, go ahead and give it the green light It won't go away Always tryna just make it more than it is I will be okay Applying pressure but can you give me the love I need? You know I love you but baby girl, this is real life But I swear you got something that I don't want to let go Gave me something to think about the whole way home, mhmm (C'mon) (You gotta do me, do me) (Just do-do me, do me) (Yeah, just shake it, shake it) (Yeah, just shake it, shake it) (You gotta work it, work it) (Wa, wa, work it, work it) (Yeah, you work it, work it) (Wa, wa, work it, work it) (Won't you wiggle, wiggle) (Wi-wi-wiggle, wiggle) (Yeah, you wiggle, wiggle) (Wi-wi-wiggle, wiggle) (You gotta bounce it, bounce it) (Bo-bo-bounce it, bounce it) (Yeah, you bounce it, bounce it) (Bo-bo-bounce it, bounce it) (What's it gonna be 'cause I can't pretend) (Don't you wanna be more than friends?) (Hold me tight and don't let go) (Don't let go) (Have the right to lose control) (Don't let go)
Writer(s): Patrick Leroy Brown, Andrea Monica Martin, Rico R. Wade, Ivan Matias, Raymon Ameer Murray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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