Album Name

II

Artist

Lucky Daye

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

2019.02.08

Release Agency

Sony Music

You wanna leave me
Yeah we need somethin'
Yeah we need somethin'
we can hold on to
Where you wanna be
Baby keep quit frontin'
Gonna give you somethin'
to feel closer to
Ooh ooh ooh
This ain't the type
of heart you play with
Then throw away
when you're done with it
I ain't done with it
Ooh ooh ooh
You ain't gon' lay me
'way for rainy day
Can't wait 'round in it
Live your life like flowers
in bloom ooh
Why you keep that girl
so confused
Can we play one game
I don't lose Ooh
Why you keep that girl
paint it blue
So blue don't trick that girl
Baby you must be crazy
get me right
Cutlass or Seville
You must be crazy get me right
What I look like
What I look like
Are you even lookin'
Who is in the boy
that you compare me to
Who
Ooh ooh ooh
This ain't the type
of heart you play with
Then throw away
when you're done with it
I ain't done with it
I ain't done with it
I ain't done with it
Ooh ooh ooh
You ain't gon' lay me
'way for rainy day
Can't wait 'round in it
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Live your life like flowers
in bloom ooh
Why you keep that girl
so confused
Can we play one game
I don't lose Ooh
Why you keep that girl
paint it blue
So blue don't trick that girl

Why you keep that girl
so confused
Can we play one game I don't lose
Why you keep that girl
paint it blue
Don't trick that girl
Why you keep that girl
so confused
Can we play one game I don't lose
Why you keep that girl
paint it blue
Don't trick that girl
Again and again
then it's on to the next
Lookin' for a friend to put
that ass on your vest
Holes in your back
from the knife in your chest
Got you wonderin' with regret
was you fuckin' with the best
She chose you yeah
you a first round draft pick
You never chose her
you always settle for average
Now you say you never leave her
and you swore on the Bible
How you gon' be B&J
when you don't want no title
You do the same shit
with a new bad bitch
Oh now you wanna be vegan
'cause you got cabbage
Doctor go hypotox her
make that ass colossal
So when she ride his nostril
he gaspin'
Sit it on his face
hope he can breathe
through plastic
Baby baby get your nut
and make sure it's fantastic
Maybe maybe take off
'fore the highs start crashin'
And his dick go flaccid
like Sisqo's dragon
After one dramatic ballad
Magic gone tragic like
he thought he had this
Who's askin'
well maybe the dash bitch
Tell that nigga kiss
your ass and don't add lip
Can I adlib
Don't trick that girl
Don't trick that girl
Don't trick that girl