She ain't belonging to the streets
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
She freaky in the sheets
She even better in the kitchen
She make me feel off-beat
She make me wanna make her my mistress
Feels like she's making me wait
But I can take the distance
Feels like a weight I can shake
Right out my system
Yeah I forget my mistakes
And put 'em right behind me
Look in your eyes and see a dime a shiny diamond timepiece
Making you mine in my eyes
That's so highly unlikely
Feels like I'm wasting your time
But I keep on typing
She likes me and I like that
She writes me and I write back
It's all demand and like no supply
But that's alright 'cause I glide back
In a pit of snakes I got my back
Might be high stakes but I like that
Get a rush outta the risks we take
Don't take the piss 'cause I fight that
So back to my place, let's get physical (let's get physical)
I see the look on your face, and I think I get a signal (I get a signal)
So save the talking I don't wanna hear your speak (I don't wanna hear you speak, no)
Just do the talking with your hands, do the talking with the sheets
(With the sheets, with the sheets)
You're liking the song, the rhythm, put it on repeat (put it on repeat)
This is right where you belong and I'll keep you off the streets
She ain't belonging to the streets
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
Throw it back, throw it back
Hit it once I double-tapped
I wanna throw you on the mattress
Fill another glass
VIP access in his absence
POV from the back says you throw it back like the past tense
It's so good and the math says it's the accent (it's the accent?)
No it ain't
It's the fact you can't wait
That you made a last mistake
Consequences you can't contemplate
So you belonging to the streets (you belonging to the streets)
But before you send it back I can keep you for the week (can I keep you for the week?)
So babe keep tripping over me cause I ain't one losing sleep (I ain't losing sleep)
If you're looking for some peace you won't find it in my sheets
She ain't belonging to the streets
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
Gyo - Worst Behaviour Lyrics
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She ain't belonging to the streets
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
She freaky in the sheets
She even better in the kitchen
She make me feel off-beat
She make me wanna make her my mistress
Feels like she's making me wait
But I can take the distance
Feels like a weight I can shake
Right out my system
Yeah I forget my mistakes
And put 'em right behind me
Look in your eyes and see a dime a shiny diamond timepiece
Making you mine in my eyes
That's so highly unlikely
Feels like I'm wasting your time
But I keep on typing
She likes me and I like that
She writes me and I write back
It's all demand and like no supply
But that's alright 'cause I glide back
In a pit of snakes I got my back
Might be high stakes but I like that
Get a rush outta the risks we take
Don't take the piss 'cause I fight that
So back to my place, let's get physical (let's get physical)
I see the look on your face, and I think I get a signal (I get a signal)
So save the talking I don't wanna hear your speak (I don't wanna hear you speak, no)
Just do the talking with your hands, do the talking with the sheets
(With the sheets, with the sheets)
You're liking the song, the rhythm, put it on repeat (put it on repeat)
This is right where you belong and I'll keep you off the streets
She ain't belonging to the streets
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
Throw it back, throw it back
Hit it once I double-tapped
I wanna throw you on the mattress
Fill another glass
VIP access in his absence
POV from the back says you throw it back like the past tense
It's so good and the math says it's the accent (it's the accent?)
No it ain't
It's the fact you can't wait
That you made a last mistake
Consequences you can't contemplate
So you belonging to the streets (you belonging to the streets)
But before you send it back I can keep you for the week (can I keep you for the week?)
So babe keep tripping over me cause I ain't one losing sleep (I ain't losing sleep)
If you're looking for some peace you won't find it in my sheets
She ain't belonging to the streets
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
She freaky in the sheets
She even better in the kitchen
She make me feel off-beat
She make me wanna make her my mistress
Feels like she's making me wait
But I can take the distance
Feels like a weight I can shake
Right out my system
Yeah I forget my mistakes
And put 'em right behind me
Look in your eyes and see a dime a shiny diamond timepiece
Making you mine in my eyes
That's so highly unlikely
Feels like I'm wasting your time
But I keep on typing
She likes me and I like that
She writes me and I write back
It's all demand and like no supply
But that's alright 'cause I glide back
In a pit of snakes I got my back
Might be high stakes but I like that
Get a rush outta the risks we take
Don't take the piss 'cause I fight that
So back to my place, let's get physical (let's get physical)
I see the look on your face, and I think I get a signal (I get a signal)
So save the talking I don't wanna hear your speak (I don't wanna hear you speak, no)
Just do the talking with your hands, do the talking with the sheets
(With the sheets, with the sheets)
You're liking the song, the rhythm, put it on repeat (put it on repeat)
This is right where you belong and I'll keep you off the streets
She ain't belonging to the streets
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
Throw it back, throw it back
Hit it once I double-tapped
I wanna throw you on the mattress
Fill another glass
VIP access in his absence
POV from the back says you throw it back like the past tense
It's so good and the math says it's the accent (it's the accent?)
No it ain't
It's the fact you can't wait
That you made a last mistake
Consequences you can't contemplate
So you belonging to the streets (you belonging to the streets)
But before you send it back I can keep you for the week (can I keep you for the week?)
So babe keep tripping over me cause I ain't one losing sleep (I ain't losing sleep)
If you're looking for some peace you won't find it in my sheets
She ain't belonging to the streets
She belonging in my sheets
I got a point we wanna reach and she be smiling at her feet
You making me feel like I'm on my worst behavior
Please don't tell me how you feel 'cause I'd rather be a stranger
Writer: George Hunt
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid