Testo CAP - DaniLeigh
Testo della canzone CAP (DaniLeigh), tratta dall'album My Side
I bet you feel like shit for that
Tried to expose me, showed yo' ass (tried to expose me, showed yo' ass)
That type shit, ain't no comin' back
So keep your hoe ass where you at (so keep your hoe ass where you at)
You livin' with actions you could never face
You such a coward, run away from conversations
Think you're entitled but I really could replace you
Said fuck the title, but my shit up in your place
Like you ain't tell me to come here to raise our baby
How am I gon' trust you to raise her into a lady?
Puttin' our private shit public, you outta pocket
How you gon' cap, call me a side bitch? Boy, just stop it
Oh, oh
'Cause you know what it is
Throwing stones and mixing hoes in our business
Got these blogs postin' all this fake shit
You know that you dead wrong
I bet you feel like shit for that
Tried to expose me, showed yo' ass (tried to expose me, showed yo' ass)
That type shit, ain't no comin' back
So keep your hoe ass where you at (so keep your hoe ass where you at)
With all the cap, cap, cap
Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (you're such a Capricorn)
With all the cap, cap, cap
Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (you're such a Capricorn)
With all the cap, cap, cap
Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (Capricorn)
With all the cap, cap, cap
Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (Capricorn)
All that cap you doin', I be peepin' (peepin')
Thinkin' I ain't see it (oh)
Time to choose up on you 'cause you givin' hella reasons
If it ain't 'bout the baby, we ain't speakin'
Pick her up when it's your weekend
'Cause all that other shit you talkin', man, I swear you just be reachin'
Gotta skrrt off from the shit that drove me crazy (crazy)
Only thing that I drive is my Mercedes (my Mercedes)
No, you won't have me where you want me, you can't play me (play me)
I'll be my lonely 'fore I let you dub me
Ain't up for discussion no, no
'Cause you know what it is (you know)
Throwing stones and mixing hoes in our business
Got these blogs postin' all this fake shit
You know that you dead wrong
I bet you feel like shit for that
Tried to expose me, showed yo' ass (tried to expose me, showed yo' ass)
That type shit, ain't no comin' back
So keep your hoe ass where you at (so keep your hoe ass where you at)
With all the cap, cap, cap
Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (you're such a Capricorn)
With all the cap, cap, cap
Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (oh, oh, yeah)
With all the cap, cap, cap
Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (you're such a Capricorn, yeah)
With all the cap, cap, cap
Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (oh, yeah, woah, oh)
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Jerkins, Theresa Jones, Danielle Curiel, Jonathan Asperil, Kyarah Thomas, Vurdell Eugene Muller, Antonio Kearny, Quinton Rashawn Ellis
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