Boy Bye Lyrics

Boy Bye Lyrics

Sweet like Mangos
Sweet like Mango huh?
Yeah
You so f**kin' fake
Say it withca chest
Say what you mean, stop playin' with me
I'm not playin' with you, that's the problem like...
I ain't playin' either
That's the problem like
But I'm not hearin' the f**ked up sh*t you sayin' but

Talkin' all that sh*t
Where your girl at?
You are way to fine
To be alone (Thank you, thank you I appreciate that)

Girl with all that ass and
No one behind it
Ohh, I'm just wonderin'
If I could walk you home

Boy bye
Thinkin' you can come inside
Boy bye
Not tonight
Won't lie
Can't say it ain't worth a try
It feels right
I'm tryna make you mine
(Oh-oh-oh)

So if you won't give me your number
Let me follow you or somethin' (yea-yea)
I actually got a man
Ohh, really? You playin, that's cap
Oop, my phone just died
Ok, ok I get it

Talkin' all that sh*t
Where your ride at?
Cause I got someone
Waiting upstairs

Girl you f**kin' lying
I ain't talking Cujo
Why won't you let me inside
So I can take you there (Ohh)
Those lines belong in 1995
Just like them funky Nikes
Girl why
You got me workin' from 9-5?
With the wrong size
Them toes is bustin' out them slides

Yoooo
You ain't think I saw that?
I forgot my Dr. Scholl's
Doctor No
f**k you!
Haha, nah it's cool
I'm chillin', I'm sorry
I f**k with you like, wassup?

(Ooo) I don't know you
True, I like you
(Ooo) I don't know you
True, I like you
I know you're playin' with me
I know you been hangin' with (No no)
Casey, Georgette, and Judy
I don't know who you think you are fooling
Ooooh Not me, stop playin' with my top (mmm)
I know you think that I'm shady (You are)
I want you to be my baby
Sunsets big day dreaming baby
Girl I think of you on the daily
She said that I look better with her eyes closed
I said be careful where you walk baby there's potholes
Touch is soft as shea butter
Coco melanin color
Go crazy when we cut up
Only thing that I know

Uh uh, you a secret rapper?
Huh?
I don't date those
Secret rapper?
I mean I'm rappin' to you but
Mmcht, man
No
Come on now
I can't just talk you I'm tryna open up
(No no no no) shhh
Hush
Oh
You probably ain't never had real love before
Oh no, like that's the thing like
I have and that's why I can tell this is
It's giving fraudulent, it's giving fickle
Ion need no baggage from your other spots
I'm tryna f**k with you on some fresh sh*t
You feel me?
There's no projection
I just can tell by your erection that
This is shady
Well I ain't gone pass on that ass
That was lame, that was really lame
You have the smile of an Angel, an angel
And I love all your
Angles, angles