You want to see your boo
I guess that's cool, I'm sick and tired of these lames
I'm done, I'm through
The broken promises, undue stress
He won't confess, it's such a mess
For the fun of it, I guess I'll run with it
Where we going Hope it's quiet, I just want to sit
In the background, adjusting my crown
If it gets loud, I'll just grin and smile
At the amberly, what do I see
Bout 50/levin eyes staring at me
Maybe we should stop, I'm not trying to rock
Not feeling the best, looking like a pork chop
So, you boo'd up, Gone put your shoes up
You'll be back Cool, cause these dudes suck
20 minutes later, cause I'm not a hater
Shoot a glance at my girl, she like, see you later
What's there to do I have no crew
But there's a cute baby face in favy blue
He approaches me, from what I can see
He seems grounded, comes from family, but he 23
We start to vibe, you ready to ride she wants some fries
Pssst, head outside
He hands the number, my face a color
Of something red, flushed, 95 in the summer
Good Question? - Mea's Lude Lyrics
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You want to see your boo
I guess that's cool, I'm sick and tired of these lames
I'm done, I'm through
The broken promises, undue stress
He won't confess, it's such a mess
For the fun of it, I guess I'll run with it
Where we going Hope it's quiet, I just want to sit
In the background, adjusting my crown
If it gets loud, I'll just grin and smile
At the amberly, what do I see
Bout 50/levin eyes staring at me
Maybe we should stop, I'm not trying to rock
Not feeling the best, looking like a pork chop
So, you boo'd up, Gone put your shoes up
You'll be back Cool, cause these dudes suck
20 minutes later, cause I'm not a hater
Shoot a glance at my girl, she like, see you later
What's there to do I have no crew
But there's a cute baby face in favy blue
He approaches me, from what I can see
He seems grounded, comes from family, but he 23
We start to vibe, you ready to ride she wants some fries
Pssst, head outside
He hands the number, my face a color
Of something red, flushed, 95 in the summer
I guess that's cool, I'm sick and tired of these lames
I'm done, I'm through
The broken promises, undue stress
He won't confess, it's such a mess
For the fun of it, I guess I'll run with it
Where we going Hope it's quiet, I just want to sit
In the background, adjusting my crown
If it gets loud, I'll just grin and smile
At the amberly, what do I see
Bout 50/levin eyes staring at me
Maybe we should stop, I'm not trying to rock
Not feeling the best, looking like a pork chop
So, you boo'd up, Gone put your shoes up
You'll be back Cool, cause these dudes suck
20 minutes later, cause I'm not a hater
Shoot a glance at my girl, she like, see you later
What's there to do I have no crew
But there's a cute baby face in favy blue
He approaches me, from what I can see
He seems grounded, comes from family, but he 23
We start to vibe, you ready to ride she wants some fries
Pssst, head outside
He hands the number, my face a color
Of something red, flushed, 95 in the summer
Writer: Alvin Saunders, Jarmea Paden, Johnny Paden II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Good Question?
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Alvin Saunders, Jarmea Paden, Johnny Paden II