Baby, how you doin'
I've been missin' you
The thought of you
Got me feelin' so blue
Countin' all these blues
Countin' all these greens
F*ck, do you mean why you gotta be so mean
So I'm stacking up my rolls
Sippin' on lean, got me movin' so slow
Baby, where you go
I need you the most
Yeah, so I stack my paper
Ball on the court no Laker
Sippin' that henney no chaser
Stupid bitch, I'm focused on bigger things
I cannot chase ya
Bitch, you wasn't even faithful
Yo momma raised a hoe too
Uh, yeah
I'm sittin' here fried in the stu
Still thinkin' about you
Like everything we ever did
Yeah, well
You say that I'm crazy
But for you, I'd do anything
That shit mean nothin' to me
Baby, how you doin'
I've been missin' you
The thought of you
Got me feelin' so blue
Countin' all these blues
Countin' all these greens
F*ck, do you mean why you gotta be so mean
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Baby, how you doin'
I've been missin' you
The thought of you
Got me feelin' so blue
Countin' all these blues
Countin' all these greens
F*ck, do you mean why you gotta be so mean
So I'm stacking up my rolls
Sippin' on lean, got me movin' so slow
Baby, where you go
I need you the most
Yeah, so I stack my paper
Ball on the court no Laker
Sippin' that henney no chaser
Stupid bitch, I'm focused on bigger things
I cannot chase ya
Bitch, you wasn't even faithful
Yo momma raised a hoe too
Uh, yeah
I'm sittin' here fried in the stu
Still thinkin' about you
Like everything we ever did
Yeah, well
You say that I'm crazy
But for you, I'd do anything
That shit mean nothin' to me
Baby, how you doin'
I've been missin' you
The thought of you
Got me feelin' so blue
Countin' all these blues
Countin' all these greens
F*ck, do you mean why you gotta be so mean
I've been missin' you
The thought of you
Got me feelin' so blue
Countin' all these blues
Countin' all these greens
F*ck, do you mean why you gotta be so mean
So I'm stacking up my rolls
Sippin' on lean, got me movin' so slow
Baby, where you go
I need you the most
Yeah, so I stack my paper
Ball on the court no Laker
Sippin' that henney no chaser
Stupid bitch, I'm focused on bigger things
I cannot chase ya
Bitch, you wasn't even faithful
Yo momma raised a hoe too
Uh, yeah
I'm sittin' here fried in the stu
Still thinkin' about you
Like everything we ever did
Yeah, well
You say that I'm crazy
But for you, I'd do anything
That shit mean nothin' to me
Baby, how you doin'
I've been missin' you
The thought of you
Got me feelin' so blue
Countin' all these blues
Countin' all these greens
F*ck, do you mean why you gotta be so mean
Writer: Kendrion Jackson
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