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Wild B - Kehinde Magic Lyrics



Wild B - Kehinde Magic Lyrics




Should've known you were used to spinning on your pedestal
All your little groupies putting on a show cuz they wanna roll with us
Tough luck
They can't have you till I have you and I don't want ya till I got you
But I can't make a man outta fool
Magic did me a favor when they traded you
Gotta keep this love game in disguise
Till it's too real for me to hide
The truth is what I'm seeking this ain't the shit I'm peeping from you
Can you prove it, Can you prove it
Ain't no talking ain't no frontin baby do it
Can you prove it, Can you prove it
Ain't no talking ain't no frontin baby do it

Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Can you respect my heart and my mind
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Are you even worth my time
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
I'm not playing games if that's what you're about
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Get ya shit together boy or I swear to god I'm out

From time to time I feel like I'm too much woman for you
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one that's playing for you
OKC you at the next getaway
We mean well but we never escape
And pop champagne
F*ck everything
Money is what keeps her that what your friends think
We so vain
F*ck everything
Sex is what'll keep em that's what my friend say

Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Can you respect my heart and my mind
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Are you even worth my time
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
I'm not playing games if that's what you're about
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Get ya shit together boy or I swear to god I'm out
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Should've known you were used to spinning on your pedestal
All your little groupies putting on a show cuz they wanna roll with us
Tough luck
They can't have you till I have you and I don't want ya till I got you
But I can't make a man outta fool
Magic did me a favor when they traded you
Gotta keep this love game in disguise
Till it's too real for me to hide
The truth is what I'm seeking this ain't the shit I'm peeping from you
Can you prove it, Can you prove it
Ain't no talking ain't no frontin baby do it
Can you prove it, Can you prove it
Ain't no talking ain't no frontin baby do it

Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Can you respect my heart and my mind
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Are you even worth my time
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
I'm not playing games if that's what you're about
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Get ya shit together boy or I swear to god I'm out

From time to time I feel like I'm too much woman for you
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one that's playing for you
OKC you at the next getaway
We mean well but we never escape
And pop champagne
F*ck everything
Money is what keeps her that what your friends think
We so vain
F*ck everything
Sex is what'll keep em that's what my friend say

Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Can you respect my heart and my mind
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Are you even worth my time
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
I'm not playing games if that's what you're about
Can ya, Can ya, Can ya prove it?
Get ya shit together boy or I swear to god I'm out
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Writer: Krystal Parks
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Wild B
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: Krystal Parks

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