Options
Options
These bitches got options
I'm a nigga with options
You gotta keep ya options, open
You know yo
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
I'm politicking with this chicken wondering if I'm a creep
Lil hoodrat bitch from South Philly named Neesh
At first she played hard and then it got sweet
I could tell she was gutta by looking at her sneaks
Peep fresh gum bottom air forces on her feet
Cuts in the knees of her jeans and a tight white tee
I could tell the way that she smiled that she liked me
But then her phone rang boyfriend might be what
I played the cut, she told me he a nut
Said she tryna move on and she told me he was stuck
Then showed me what was up Dissed him thru the phone
Kept calling and calling he wouldn't leave her alone
I'm saying I feel his pain cause this bitch so bad
And he probably blowing a L in the crib so mad
Body crazy titties and a big ol ass She recognized real I ain't spend no cash
It ain't take no time to get up in the back of the wheel and slow grind She paid him no mind
Yo I Luv Your Girl it's like a Dream Shorty Was The Shit when I hit (Yanamean)
She like white wine I like lime green
That nigga probably wonder why she got mean
She wanna be free and wanna see me
Wanna flirt want a shirt and she want a CD un
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing, we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
She getting at me like what I need what I want
You get the cups I'll get the weed and the blunts
After we f*cked when I was deep in ya guts
She started telling me how she wasn't leavin and stuff
And I told her that's cool you better be around and watch out for that fool
She said oh that dude
I said yeah that dude ya boyfriend wit the tattoos
She said that's my dude? That's news
Now he ya ex, wanting me to be ya next
One thing about me I'm always focused on checks
You belong to bull couldn't belong to me
She got years with this nigga it was wrong for me
You got that "I'll be back" when I wanted to leave
When I give you the word I be the real A.T. Eaze
When you say you wanna do it you do it it's no tease
But I'm keeping my options open so please
You just locked down and we not Co-D's
I don't keep handcuffs cause I ain't the police
A damn shame when you stuck with a lame
You see you could've did better you start discovering things
She rather be with me never want it to change
Don't fix what ain't broke this why I'm dope
Go back to ya man and let me get back to my plans
Coming over hit my jack in advance
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
Un un
You knew this, I thought that you knew this
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Options
Options
These bitches got options
I'm a nigga with options
You gotta keep ya options, open
You know yo
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
I'm politicking with this chicken wondering if I'm a creep
Lil hoodrat bitch from South Philly named Neesh
At first she played hard and then it got sweet
I could tell she was gutta by looking at her sneaks
Peep fresh gum bottom air forces on her feet
Cuts in the knees of her jeans and a tight white tee
I could tell the way that she smiled that she liked me
But then her phone rang boyfriend might be what
I played the cut, she told me he a nut
Said she tryna move on and she told me he was stuck
Then showed me what was up Dissed him thru the phone
Kept calling and calling he wouldn't leave her alone
I'm saying I feel his pain cause this bitch so bad
And he probably blowing a L in the crib so mad
Body crazy titties and a big ol ass She recognized real I ain't spend no cash
It ain't take no time to get up in the back of the wheel and slow grind She paid him no mind
Yo I Luv Your Girl it's like a Dream Shorty Was The Shit when I hit (Yanamean)
She like white wine I like lime green
That nigga probably wonder why she got mean
She wanna be free and wanna see me
Wanna flirt want a shirt and she want a CD un
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing, we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
She getting at me like what I need what I want
You get the cups I'll get the weed and the blunts
After we f*cked when I was deep in ya guts
She started telling me how she wasn't leavin and stuff
And I told her that's cool you better be around and watch out for that fool
She said oh that dude
I said yeah that dude ya boyfriend wit the tattoos
She said that's my dude? That's news
Now he ya ex, wanting me to be ya next
One thing about me I'm always focused on checks
You belong to bull couldn't belong to me
She got years with this nigga it was wrong for me
You got that "I'll be back" when I wanted to leave
When I give you the word I be the real A.T. Eaze
When you say you wanna do it you do it it's no tease
But I'm keeping my options open so please
You just locked down and we not Co-D's
I don't keep handcuffs cause I ain't the police
A damn shame when you stuck with a lame
You see you could've did better you start discovering things
She rather be with me never want it to change
Don't fix what ain't broke this why I'm dope
Go back to ya man and let me get back to my plans
Coming over hit my jack in advance
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
Un un
You knew this, I thought that you knew this
Options
These bitches got options
I'm a nigga with options
You gotta keep ya options, open
You know yo
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
I'm politicking with this chicken wondering if I'm a creep
Lil hoodrat bitch from South Philly named Neesh
At first she played hard and then it got sweet
I could tell she was gutta by looking at her sneaks
Peep fresh gum bottom air forces on her feet
Cuts in the knees of her jeans and a tight white tee
I could tell the way that she smiled that she liked me
But then her phone rang boyfriend might be what
I played the cut, she told me he a nut
Said she tryna move on and she told me he was stuck
Then showed me what was up Dissed him thru the phone
Kept calling and calling he wouldn't leave her alone
I'm saying I feel his pain cause this bitch so bad
And he probably blowing a L in the crib so mad
Body crazy titties and a big ol ass She recognized real I ain't spend no cash
It ain't take no time to get up in the back of the wheel and slow grind She paid him no mind
Yo I Luv Your Girl it's like a Dream Shorty Was The Shit when I hit (Yanamean)
She like white wine I like lime green
That nigga probably wonder why she got mean
She wanna be free and wanna see me
Wanna flirt want a shirt and she want a CD un
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing, we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
She getting at me like what I need what I want
You get the cups I'll get the weed and the blunts
After we f*cked when I was deep in ya guts
She started telling me how she wasn't leavin and stuff
And I told her that's cool you better be around and watch out for that fool
She said oh that dude
I said yeah that dude ya boyfriend wit the tattoos
She said that's my dude? That's news
Now he ya ex, wanting me to be ya next
One thing about me I'm always focused on checks
You belong to bull couldn't belong to me
She got years with this nigga it was wrong for me
You got that "I'll be back" when I wanted to leave
When I give you the word I be the real A.T. Eaze
When you say you wanna do it you do it it's no tease
But I'm keeping my options open so please
You just locked down and we not Co-D's
I don't keep handcuffs cause I ain't the police
A damn shame when you stuck with a lame
You see you could've did better you start discovering things
She rather be with me never want it to change
Don't fix what ain't broke this why I'm dope
Go back to ya man and let me get back to my plans
Coming over hit my jack in advance
When you really can't feel that nigga no more
You wanna move on and you so sure
You looking for that key to that closed door
Even knowing that ain't something he'll go for
Holla at me on the low we can make moves
Doing whatever you want, we can break rules
Keep sayin she sick and tired of these fake dudes
F*ck him leave that nigga in the straight blues
I ain't tryna be ya man I'm ya best friend with benefits
When we chillin and we sexing we finish it
You ain't getting his attention well you got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun f*ck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped
Not me cause I'm not a option
I'd rather be poppin we rocking
I thought that you knew this
Un un
You knew this, I thought that you knew this
Writer: Kairi Hyman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid