
Happy Home Trevor Jackson
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[Verse 1]
You caught her on her knees, yeah
Wasn't my fault, she came at me, yeah
She let me hit, then caught amnesia
I'm innocent, I come in peace, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain't tryna break up no happy home
But she hit me right back when she alone
When she alone, yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
Ayy, you claimin' that's your main piece (Main piece), uh
But that ain't what she told me (Told me, yeah)
You say you got her on a leash (On a leash, haha)
But that ain't what she told me (Nah, nah-nah)
She wanna go on shopping sprees (Mm-hmm)
She wanna hit the Maldives (Mm-hmm)
Who am I to deprive her of the things she needs?
That ain't what she told me
[Verse 2]
That ain't what she told me, told me, told me
I'm sorry that you ain't the one and only
I know you wonder where she got that Rollie
But I been puttin' shots up like I'm Kobe
And lately, I can't answer (Oh)
Wouldn't believe me if I told you where them pretty lips been
Mm, she like to mix it with the gin
Yeah, that's your girl, but she my twin
You caught her on her knees, yeah
Wasn't my fault, she came at me, yeah
She let me hit, then caught amnesia
I'm innocent, I come in peace, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain't tryna break up no happy home
But she hit me right back when she alone
When she alone, yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
Ayy, you claimin' that's your main piece (Main piece), uh
But that ain't what she told me (Told me, yeah)
You say you got her on a leash (On a leash, haha)
But that ain't what she told me (Nah, nah-nah)
She wanna go on shopping sprees (Mm-hmm)
She wanna hit the Maldives (Mm-hmm)
Who am I to deprive her of the things she needs?
That ain't what she told me
[Verse 2]
That ain't what she told me, told me, told me
I'm sorry that you ain't the one and only
I know you wonder where she got that Rollie
But I been puttin' shots up like I'm Kobe
And lately, I can't answer (Oh)
Wouldn't believe me if I told you where them pretty lips been
Mm, she like to mix it with the gin
Yeah, that's your girl, but she my twin
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