Testo S o r r y, B u t I’ m O u t s i d e - PARTYNEXTDOOR
Testo della canzone S o r r y, B u t I’ m O u t s i d e (PARTYNEXTDOOR), tratta dall'album PARTYNEXTDOOR 4 (P4)
I shouldn't even be outside
I got somebody inside waitin' on me
And I'm playin' with their emotions, 'motions ('motions)
Sorry, but I'm outside tonight
I might pull up to 40 love with 40 of 'em (uh)
Watch the fuck if you know I don't love ya (know I don't cuff you)
Cold-blooded, but it's warmer than an oven
When I'm talkin' 'bout makin' love with (yeah)
These bitches wanna make sweet love to you, too
Damn, it makes me think that breakin' up is stupid
Plus, you got two foreigns right outside of the crib
You could ride every day (you could ride every day)
You could ride this dick every day that you needed, uh, it ain't no secret
And my bad if I come back, and you won't talk to me (my bad)
You told me a couple days ago you off of me (my bad)
I know you lyin', but I'm makin' it easier
And I know you find me, I should be home
I shouldn't even be outside (yeah)
I got somebody inside waitin' on me
And I'm playin' with their emotions, 'motions ('motions)
Sorry, but I'm outside tonight (I'm outside, I'm outside)
And I'm back on the block like it's hot
Pop the Hennessy, I didn't lie
Think I need a little bit more (bit more)
You don't know what it's like to be yours
And I ain't tryna blow up your spot
But, girl, you ain't wildin' out no more
Money keep pillin' up for sure
You can take me out the dog house for sure
'Cause I'm tryna tell ya, I'm still your fella, Roc-A-Fella
Even though I'm no teller, and I'm outside the crib
With a couple bitches doin' dirt, diggin' ditches
But I hope you only magnify my apologies
I'm standin' ten-ten with every part of me (part of me)
Carpe diem, I ice you out like every week, ayy, ayy
Bought the Benz, 'cause it's so hard to par with a freak
Yeah, yeah, all these bitches wanna fuck you (wanna fuck now)
I know you wanna fuck too, but you know what I been up to
I shouldn't even be outside (yeah)
I got somebody inside waitin' on me
And I'm playin' with their emotions, 'motions ('motions)
Sorry, but I'm outside tonight (yeah)
To 40 love with 40 of 'em (uh)
Watch the fuck if you know I don't love ya (know I don't cuff you)
Cold-blooded, but it's warmer than an oven
When I'm talkin' 'bout makin' love with (yeah)
These bitches wanna make sweet love to you, too
Damn, it makes me think that breakin' up is stupid
Look, I don't know what type of time you're on or what you really wanna do
But you're wastin' my time, Jahron
(Baby) no, I been doin' this with you for so long
(What you tryna say?) I'm tryna say I can't keep doin' this
There's someone out there for you, and we love each other, but what are we doin'?
(Wait, what the fuck?) Jahron, you're not doin' enough
You're the only nigga out here not focused on his bitch
You're not serious, man, like, you're not gettin' any younger and neither am I
(Wait, what are you talkin' about? You serious?) Jahron, I'm dead serious
Are you, are you talkin' to someone else?
Credits
Writer(s): Noah James Shebib, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite, Leonsio Muca, Eric Vanacker, Tobias Rasmussen, Ryan William Bridger
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