
WYO MAVI
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[Sample: The Simpsons (Nikki McKenna)]
You've got a lot of nerve showing up here. And not giving me a kiss
Inappropriate!
I miss you!
Stalker!
Save me!
[Chorus]
Ay ay
Shorty what you on (Ay), shorty what you on (Ay)
Shorty what you on (Ay), shorty what you on (Ay)
Shorty what you on (Ay), shorty what you on (Ay)
Shorty what you on
Ay ay, ay ay
[Verse 1]
'Imma call your phone, ay
You won't call me back
Mini panic attack
Any damage retracted
Next time I hear your voice
Nigga don't got no choice
Nigga gone act a fool I'm sprinting right back to you
Put you on fashion too
Had to show you the Gosha
Had to teach you the Preme you pretty decent at teasing
Know how to make me wait, I'm one breaking in face of fate
You one shaking impatient waiting, you amazing I saved the day
For us making up baby names, your mom praying off rainy days
A child raised for the paper chase 'til she got different take on rain
Nobody had to show you how to fucking loathe yourself
But then you fucking showed me when you fucked me over
Belcher, Belcher, Belcher
Belcher
You've got a lot of nerve showing up here. And not giving me a kiss
Inappropriate!
I miss you!
Stalker!
Save me!
[Chorus]
Ay ay
Shorty what you on (Ay), shorty what you on (Ay)
Shorty what you on (Ay), shorty what you on (Ay)
Shorty what you on (Ay), shorty what you on (Ay)
Shorty what you on
Ay ay, ay ay
[Verse 1]
'Imma call your phone, ay
You won't call me back
Mini panic attack
Any damage retracted
Next time I hear your voice
Nigga don't got no choice
Nigga gone act a fool I'm sprinting right back to you
Put you on fashion too
Had to show you the Gosha
Had to teach you the Preme you pretty decent at teasing
Know how to make me wait, I'm one breaking in face of fate
You one shaking impatient waiting, you amazing I saved the day
For us making up baby names, your mom praying off rainy days
A child raised for the paper chase 'til she got different take on rain
Nobody had to show you how to fucking loathe yourself
But then you fucking showed me when you fucked me over
Belcher, Belcher, Belcher
Belcher
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