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Cupcakke - Exceptions songtekst

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[Verse 1]



Uh, It be those lonely nights when you dim the lights



And then maybe I could have made it right



If he just thought about me for once



f**k "I" if he said "we" for once



If only he invite me over, lay me on the sofa



Hold me closer when I bleed this month



Make me feel warm inside in the backseat



Or the front seat in the car, bus, or a taxi



I don't give a f**k I ride for you, do what you tell me to



Don't trip at all, when another bitch call



Don't fix my tongue to ask who she is



Cause I know what we got and I know what the f**k we is



I can't flex, I was obsessed with the way we f**ked



You cum then we rest, but now I think like, "why did we sink?"



It's up to me like a bodycon dress



I said ring my bell, don't give me hell



Bring me flowers, but you didn't come that hour



He said, "Baby, what the hell? My signal fell



I was just watching an episode of Power. "



[Hook]



We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson



You hurt me more than a weapon



You got no more, no more exceptions



You got no more, no more exceptions



Losing our connection I'm losing my reflection



I'm a keep it stepping, f**k was he expecting?



We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson



You hurt me more than a weapon



You got no more, no more exceptions



You got no more, no more exceptions



Losing our connection, I'm losing my reflection



I'm a keep it stepping, f**k was he expecting?



[Verse 2]



Now he wanna take the condom off



But not giving me love or nothing above



It's like giving me a dick that's soft, useless, feel foolish



He said long as the dick stay good, then he rule this



That's not true



I know the man that I met before him, a new man



That's a whore, it's not you



That ain't nothing but the devil



Knowing you young, looking for fun



And not quite ready to settle I spoke when I woke up



You ain't text back whats the hold up?



I'm just sitting here wishing f**king on a man with a mission



This a hard decision accepting a man with bitches



Knowing I'm listed how can I miss this



When niggas don't listen? And something ain't right but pause



And every night he come home from not answering the phone



I'm so tempted to smell his drawers



But overall I love the way he grip me



I get a special feeling when he with me



That's what I breathe for I'm not knocking that nigga



I'm just saying I need more niceness and effort



Cause I'm a good bitch



I can get a man that look like Tyson Beckford



But that's out of style you used to dry my tears



But now I use a towel you gotta step it up or come a extra mile



Before you ever get a chance to milk this cow again



[Hook]



We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson



You hurt me more than a weapon



You got no more, no more exceptions



You got no more, no more exceptions



Losing our connection I'm losing my reflection



I'm a keep it stepping, f**k was he expecting?



We finna go our own direction if you don't learn your lesson



You hurt me more than a weapon



You got no more, no more exceptions



You got no more, no more exceptions



Losing our connection, I'm losing my reflection



I'm a keep it stepping, f**k was he expecting?
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Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Cum Cake (2016)

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