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Good Flirts
Baby Keem 22 Kendrick Lamar 22 Momo Boyd
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You used to call my phone on a Friday night
It's been over twice
It's been over, we've been over
Yet you always called my phone on a Friday night
It's been over twice
It's been over, we've been over
Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out a good cry, baby?
Ain't comin' home on a Friday night
I'm all good, my hips still whine
Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out a cry?
Ain't comin' home on a Friday night
I'm all good, my hips still whine
You was almost like my safe haven, but you ended up actin' up, baby
Barely together even, you always playing
Now you hating 'cause what these bitches be saying
Like, "Why he never took you on vacation?"
What gets me, they stay hating
It's crazy 'cause you had everything they chasing
Like, somebody you can call on, a place you can call home
Until it went all wrong, shawty, you on one
You used to call my phone on a Friday night
It's been over twice
It's been over, we've been over
Yet you always called my phone on a Friday night
It's been over twice
It's been over, we've been over
Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out a good cry, baby?
Ain't comin' home on a Friday night
I'm all good, my hips still whine
Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out a cry?
Ain't comin' home on a Friday night
I'm all good, my hips still whine
I never knew a lo-lo-lo, a love like this
Flood your contour, make you blush like this
Fuck a friend zone when you hug like this
Nibble on your ear, touch your butt like this
We are just like this
If God's a girl, then the God we trust like this
To be honest, niggas love love too
Shit, I gossip with my bitch like I'm Young Thug too
Dumb lungs on you, spun the hair bun loose
Righting wrongs 'til they come with royalties and pub too
(Where you at?) At the house with it, watching Sinners
(Who you with?) On the couch with my favorite sinner
(Fuck that bitch) I was about to, but you convinced us
Should I decorate her walls or log off to Pinterest?
Uh, never too late to meditate on emotional attachments
Even if I fall short from my distractions
Been missing your booty, loving on your booty
Kissing on your booty, crushing on your booty
Remember me? Iceberg jeans or the Trullies
Duckworth, you know, street smart, but I'm goofy
Wait, you must got a platinum record in the coochie
(I got a platinum plaque in the coochie)
Been missing your booty, loving on your booty
Kissing on your booty, crushing on your booty
You used to call my phone on a Friday night
It's been over twice
It's been over, we've been over
Yet you always called my phone on a Friday night
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It's been over twice
It's been over, we've been over
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