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Finesse Video (MV)




Performed By: Daphne Dannell
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Daphne Rowe, John Rowe S.r, John Rowe Sr.




Daphne Dannell - Finesse Lyrics




Sick & tired of trying
Tired of ya lying
You say Im who you want
Then why you gotta front
Always chillin with ya friends
Spendin all ya ends
Knockin on my door
But you ain't getting
Guess you thought you was smart?
Shoulda neva gave you my heart
Tried to play me for a fool
Baby now the joke's on you
Last week I was your everything
On bended knee , wit the engagement ring
You know Karmas A trip
I warned you not to play with that trick

See I
Took ya Benz for a spin
Girls Trip, me and my friends
And I
Took ya credit card too
In the mall flexing with my boo

No Stress
Finesse
Feeling Some type of way
Could care less

No Stress
Finesse
Only thing on my mind
Success

You bet it all
And loss
Cut the check
You bet it all
And loss
Cut the check
Tighten Up Baby

First I called your bluff, Then I raised you 2
Next You swore you were all in
Said I'd have your heart til the very end
Explain why you'd go and fold then
Leave me at home scarred and broken
Boy I know you too well, you so predictable, Go to hell
Talkin all that shit
But don't make those bets
You can't cash them checks
Best to pack ya Bags
Go text that bitch
It's my time to flex

Caught you up in numerous lies
No more love inside these thighs
Decade spent, all this time invested
I'm as hell, back up, this shit could get hectic

No Stress Finesse
Feeling Some type of way
Could care less

No Stress Finesse
Only thing in my mind
Success

You bet it all
And loss
Cut the check
You bet it all
And loss
Cut the check

Tighten Up Baby
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Sick & tired of trying
Tired of ya lying
You say Im who you want
Then why you gotta front
Always chillin with ya friends
Spendin all ya ends
Knockin on my door
But you ain't getting
Guess you thought you was smart?
Shoulda neva gave you my heart
Tried to play me for a fool
Baby now the joke's on you
Last week I was your everything
On bended knee , wit the engagement ring
You know Karmas A trip
I warned you not to play with that trick

See I
Took ya Benz for a spin
Girls Trip, me and my friends
And I
Took ya credit card too
In the mall flexing with my boo

No Stress
Finesse
Feeling Some type of way
Could care less

No Stress
Finesse
Only thing on my mind
Success

You bet it all
And loss
Cut the check
You bet it all
And loss
Cut the check
Tighten Up Baby

First I called your bluff, Then I raised you 2
Next You swore you were all in
Said I'd have your heart til the very end
Explain why you'd go and fold then
Leave me at home scarred and broken
Boy I know you too well, you so predictable, Go to hell
Talkin all that shit
But don't make those bets
You can't cash them checks
Best to pack ya Bags
Go text that bitch
It's my time to flex

Caught you up in numerous lies
No more love inside these thighs
Decade spent, all this time invested
I'm as hell, back up, this shit could get hectic

No Stress Finesse
Feeling Some type of way
Could care less

No Stress Finesse
Only thing in my mind
Success

You bet it all
And loss
Cut the check
You bet it all
And loss
Cut the check

Tighten Up Baby
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Writer: Daphne Rowe, John Rowe S.r, John Rowe Sr.
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