[Verse 1: Mahalia]
From the Southside
Summer's outside, chillin' Westside
You know what I do, yeah
Thick in my thighs, too, huh
Baby, you so jealous of me
Topic Céline, drippin' in Louis
Patek on me, yeah, yeah (Huh)
Please don't touch me, yeah, yeah
You say I don't feel no way
Baby, what you mean that I don't feel no way?
You want sympathy, but I don't feel the same
All my bitches with me and we paved our way
Cinnamon and sugar, yeah, I'm made this way
[Chorus: Mahalia]
Hm, I'm going crazy
Think you know me, but you never made me
Hm, cannot play me
I've been bad from when I was a baby
Hm, I'm going crazy
Think you know me, but you never made me
Hm, cannot play me
I've been bad from when I was a—
[Verse 2: Mahalia]
Meet me outside
Let's see if you bad when I pull up in my ride
Tell me, what you gon' do
When I put it on you?
Well, are you feelin' jealous of me?
Stop it, silly
Can't see me for free
'Less you 'bout it, yeah, yeah
Are you really 'bout it? Yeah, yeah
All my bitches feel that way
Pay for all our shit and we don't feel no way
Always with the shit, no, I don't play no games
Miss me with that shit please, no, don't come my way
'Less you got that heart, then you can't come my way
From the Southside
Summer's outside, chillin' Westside
You know what I do, yeah
Thick in my thighs, too, huh
Baby, you so jealous of me
Topic Céline, drippin' in Louis
Patek on me, yeah, yeah (Huh)
Please don't touch me, yeah, yeah
You say I don't feel no way
Baby, what you mean that I don't feel no way?
You want sympathy, but I don't feel the same
All my bitches with me and we paved our way
Cinnamon and sugar, yeah, I'm made this way
[Chorus: Mahalia]
Hm, I'm going crazy
Think you know me, but you never made me
Hm, cannot play me
I've been bad from when I was a baby
Hm, I'm going crazy
Think you know me, but you never made me
Hm, cannot play me
I've been bad from when I was a—
[Verse 2: Mahalia]
Meet me outside
Let's see if you bad when I pull up in my ride
Tell me, what you gon' do
When I put it on you?
Well, are you feelin' jealous of me?
Stop it, silly
Can't see me for free
'Less you 'bout it, yeah, yeah
Are you really 'bout it? Yeah, yeah
All my bitches feel that way
Pay for all our shit and we don't feel no way
Always with the shit, no, I don't play no games
Miss me with that shit please, no, don't come my way
'Less you got that heart, then you can't come my way
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