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Tory Lanez - This Aint Working Lyrics
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Give it to me two times (two times, two times)
Play me for a fool, fine
But play me two times, I'm the fool now
Is that your new guy?
He can know he isn't shit, you shitted on me
Spitted on me like a shoe shine (shoe shine)
See the truth is
All this time I wasted on you, I feel stupid (yeah)
Could've woke my savage, I could've been ruthless (oh)
If it wasn't for me breakin' up that fight with you and Sharon
You would've been toothless, lil' bitch
Stayin' was just hurtin' me, I'ma hurt myself to stay
Every day like yesterday, talkin' down in plenty ways
Simpin' for this bitch when you know pimpin' in my resume
Knew you wasn't the one from back then and to this present day
Now I see you out and wanna turn and walk the other way
Wonder how it got this way, 'cause baby

Things don't come before their timing
Every grape don't turn to wine

The good Lord made us in his design and
You let me know every time, this ain't workin'
Like Lauryn Hill done sing it, baby
This ain't workin', this ain't perfect
I wrote all my love letters in cursive
Had to read it time after time, you was worth it, yeah

Bitch (bitch)
How the f*ck you love a nigga and just snap out?
Bitch (bitch)
Don't be actin' like this dick ain't make you tap out
Lil' bitch
I had to say that last bitch a lil' softly
'Cause I know that you come with lots of lip and that's gon' cost me, yeah
Play me for a fool, fine, but you done play me two time
Crazy when we step out, we was wavy as a cruise line
Everything that's done in dark gon' come in light in due time
I guess this is due time, yeah

Things don't come before their timing
Every grape don't turn to wine

The good lord made us in his design and
You let me know every time, this ain't workin'
Like Lauryn Hill done sang it, baby
This ain't workin', this ain't perfect
I wrote all my love letters in cursive
Had to read it time after time, you was worth it, yeah

Slide for me, slide for me
Said you would ride with me, ride with me, ride with me
Said you was gang with me, gang with me, gang with me
What that means? It go down and you bang for me
I know you even said you cared for me, cared for me
But when it's dead and it's down, you ain't there for me
Why would you lie to me, lie to me, lie to me?
Thought we'd get married and you would be my bride to be
But you were scared, you were scared, you we scared
Got so much status, that's all they compare to me
But I ain't need you to compare, just be there for me
I had to go and read that fine print carefully
And so for once won't you give to me, give to me
The way I live for you, live for me, live for me
The way I reach for you, reach for me, reach for me
And when I'm fallin', oh don't, don't you leave for me

Uh, look
This ain't workin' like Lauryn Hill
The field full of orange hills
You cut me, cold and deep in my heart in the flowin' chills
Underminin' my guard, you would carve through the floor and kill
So don't ask me if I'm ever in my feels
I got hoes pressin', shows stressin', bitches in my low section
Which question, who am I gon' end up in they throat section
Both low and double bitches both sexin', no question
Horse ass, shawty ride that dick like she was rode equestrian
I been stuntin' so damn hard
Why was I playin' scarred?
I was out there shootin' my shot
Instead of bein' a team player, you was out there playin' God
Now the face of our relationship f*cked and it's plain' scarred
I hate a bitch that believe the blog
Like to read the blog
It's part the reason why we gotta take the season off
Talked to my accountant and your emotions on my leadin' cost
Should've blocked your number, took your messages, delete 'em all
I never thought I'd have to keep 'em
Just in case you was tryin' somethin' slick but f*ck that shit
I promise, man, the grease is off
You can cut the legal off
I can cut the AMEX
Promise next night I'm in that pussy like a leotard
This ain't workin'
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Give it to me two times (two times, two times)
Play me for a fool, fine
But play me two times, I'm the fool now
Is that your new guy?
He can know he isn't shit, you shitted on me
Spitted on me like a shoe shine (shoe shine)
See the truth is
All this time I wasted on you, I feel stupid (yeah)
Could've woke my savage, I could've been ruthless (oh)
If it wasn't for me breakin' up that fight with you and Sharon
You would've been toothless, lil' bitch
Stayin' was just hurtin' me, I'ma hurt myself to stay
Every day like yesterday, talkin' down in plenty ways
Simpin' for this bitch when you know pimpin' in my resume
Knew you wasn't the one from back then and to this present day
Now I see you out and wanna turn and walk the other way
Wonder how it got this way, 'cause baby

Things don't come before their timing
Every grape don't turn to wine

The good Lord made us in his design and
You let me know every time, this ain't workin'
Like Lauryn Hill done sing it, baby
This ain't workin', this ain't perfect
I wrote all my love letters in cursive
Had to read it time after time, you was worth it, yeah

Bitch (bitch)
How the f*ck you love a nigga and just snap out?
Bitch (bitch)
Don't be actin' like this dick ain't make you tap out
Lil' bitch
I had to say that last bitch a lil' softly
'Cause I know that you come with lots of lip and that's gon' cost me, yeah
Play me for a fool, fine, but you done play me two time
Crazy when we step out, we was wavy as a cruise line
Everything that's done in dark gon' come in light in due time
I guess this is due time, yeah

Things don't come before their timing
Every grape don't turn to wine

The good lord made us in his design and
You let me know every time, this ain't workin'
Like Lauryn Hill done sang it, baby
This ain't workin', this ain't perfect
I wrote all my love letters in cursive
Had to read it time after time, you was worth it, yeah

Slide for me, slide for me
Said you would ride with me, ride with me, ride with me
Said you was gang with me, gang with me, gang with me
What that means? It go down and you bang for me
I know you even said you cared for me, cared for me
But when it's dead and it's down, you ain't there for me
Why would you lie to me, lie to me, lie to me?
Thought we'd get married and you would be my bride to be
But you were scared, you were scared, you we scared
Got so much status, that's all they compare to me
But I ain't need you to compare, just be there for me
I had to go and read that fine print carefully
And so for once won't you give to me, give to me
The way I live for you, live for me, live for me
The way I reach for you, reach for me, reach for me
And when I'm fallin', oh don't, don't you leave for me

Uh, look
This ain't workin' like Lauryn Hill
The field full of orange hills
You cut me, cold and deep in my heart in the flowin' chills
Underminin' my guard, you would carve through the floor and kill
So don't ask me if I'm ever in my feels
I got hoes pressin', shows stressin', bitches in my low section
Which question, who am I gon' end up in they throat section
Both low and double bitches both sexin', no question
Horse ass, shawty ride that dick like she was rode equestrian
I been stuntin' so damn hard
Why was I playin' scarred?
I was out there shootin' my shot
Instead of bein' a team player, you was out there playin' God
Now the face of our relationship f*cked and it's plain' scarred
I hate a bitch that believe the blog
Like to read the blog
It's part the reason why we gotta take the season off
Talked to my accountant and your emotions on my leadin' cost
Should've blocked your number, took your messages, delete 'em all
I never thought I'd have to keep 'em
Just in case you was tryin' somethin' slick but f*ck that shit
I promise, man, the grease is off
You can cut the legal off
I can cut the AMEX
Promise next night I'm in that pussy like a leotard
This ain't workin'
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