Lyrics

Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Ay It make me wanna go and text you I miss you but I don't You never call my phone up Thinking that I fucked up Thinking that I lost you Got me thinking bout the fucking price like what it cost tho? Hit me on the phone yeah I been all alone yeah Pockets full off sorrow I'll see you tomorrow Wake up in the morning she don't wanna be bothered Wake up in the morning she don't wanna be bothered No no no Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada I been getting a lil fucked up You can call me an asshole I been getting a lil fucked up Still been getting that bag tho I been hopping on a plane tho First class to Barbados What's her name like Jane Doe? Play my heart like play doh Play my heart like a song yeah You never want to sing along tho Even if I was right you never wanna say you was in the wrong tho Play my heart like a song yeah You never want to sing along tho Even if I was right you never wanna say you was in the wrong tho In the wrong tho no no Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada Da da dada da da dadada
Writer(s): Joaquin Murillo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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