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Oh, oh Yeah My mirror gon' feel like a window when your door knocks My momma told me don't go slippin' when that stove's hot I know I'm wifey-ed up, but my friends gon' hype me up (yeah) And even though I might be took, my friends gon' hype me up I told a lie to myself and said I was being patient Playing sick patient, waiting waiting The waiting game is so tired, and when you really hatin' You just looking for something or someone that can maybe aid it You're 45 minutes away but that plane didn't make it So now you lookin' in the mirror like "This nigga famous" But you used to sleep over at my house when he was in the basement And now my texts ain't goin' through, this nigga must be playin' I used to answer all the time and always call off This nigga did shit to me that I ain't tell my moms about Stayed down for the come up and got drawed out Believed in you when no one had your back, I had my arms out Now you got a new bitch, I swear you goin' all out Now you not wanting to talk no more, but not fall out And every time we get to talk, you always talk, don't call back And every time we get a chance to meet it's for a fall back My mirror gon' feel like a window when your door knocks Letras de cancionesMy momma told me don't go slippin' when that stove's hot I know I'm wifey-ed up, but my friends gon' hype me up (yeah) And even though I might be took, my friends gon' hype me up Rollin' on the stick gears Smokin' on hay So drunk, when I move I sway [?], but I stay [?] I close mine and I fade away Perky got me itchy, I'm wide awake I don't mind if she leave or stay Do you, do you, do you, do you want to Be the, be the, be the, be the one to Show me what really is love My mirror gon' feel like a window when your door knocks My momma told me don't go slippin' when that stove's hot I know I'm wifey-ed up, but my friends gon' hype me up (yeah) And even though I might be took, my friends gon' hype me up From Letras Mania