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He only 5'9" without a Rolls, so his name is Royce If you the breadwinner, shorty, tell him lower his voice Guess all these podcasts gave him the illusion of choice He could be fresh and fit, but he only cool with the boys Seem like when boy meets world, then usually he prefers His homies over his girls, he probably insecure It's that, or he's swingin' the other way over there And there's nothing wrong with that, just stop playin' with her There's a epidemic of lost boys in men's hobbies He think it's too much if a woman got seven bodies What you want you, a teen or a machine or everything in between? I thought you wanted a queen (Uh) Sit yo' bitch ass down Sit yo' bitch ass down (Uh, yeah) Sit yo' bitch ass down Sit yo' bitch ass down (Uh) Cryin' on the phone 'cause you weak It ain't no surprise she don't listen when you speak This your last time, she done heard it for a week Once she leave yo' ass, she'll be on a winnin' streak Girl, if you wanted a child, you would've had you a son He made you the number two, his video game is one He supposed to leave you overly satisfied when he done Letras de cancionesBut he stressin' you out, more than he makin' you cum Listen, homie, you was born in a man's world She 'posed to be able to lean on you 'cause you stand firm And I ain't tryna say you gotta have all the answers But damn, sir, can you at least not be a cancer? Make sure that when she look at you, she can tell that you her armor Or look at you the way that Michelle look at Obama It's that or don't look at you at all And someone tell Logan Paul that havin' a girl blessin' and not yo' karma Gon' make sure that my daughter grow up knowin' she the prize She think about her limit, she gon' look up, see the sky Gon' make sure that I treat her to the world So that when a man come around and show her some respect She ain't surprised, motherfucker Sit yo' bitch ass down Sit yo' bitch ass down (Uh, yeah) Sit yo' bitch ass down (Uh, yeah) Sit yo' bitch ass down (Uh) Cryin' on the phone 'cause you weak It ain't no surprise she don't listen when you speak This your last time, she done heard it for a week Once she leave yo' ass, she'll be on a winnin' streak (Uh) Sit yo' bitch ass down (Down, down) Sit yo' bitch ass down (Down, down) Sit yo' bitch ass down (Down, down) Sit yo' bitch ass down (Uh) Cryin' on the phone 'cause you weak It ain't no surprise she don't listen when you speak This your last time, she done heard it for a week Once she leave yo' ass, she'll be on a winnin' streak (Uh) From Letras Mania