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tell me what you think Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung B
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Braidon Munoz




Yung B - tell me what you think Lyrics
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Tell me what you think, I don't think she's thinking so I do my thing
I been money making, Something that you Ain't
Not the one to fight, man, I don't even complain
Shorty like the candy drippin' off the f*cking paint
Aye
Smoking so much gas, finna make these bitches faint
You're the one to lie, I could be the one to blame
Really like your style all the way to your name
When I see her eyes I could say that we the same
Been through all the Pain, we done been through all the Rain
Had to change my lifestyle but I'm still the same
Say what i say, give a f*ck about the fame
If you got a problem, Get the f*ck up out my lane
You're already stuck up in my brain, That's okay
Think that you should just stay
You could be the one that makes my day, Is there any way that you could just stay
When we fall asleep oh where do we go, Everyone that i ask this they don't even know,
I just hope that it's somewhere with you. Every morning and night even the afternoons
Runing right after you, I done lost myself way back then in with the new
Never done singin blues, Stepping inn my new shoes
Anything for you
Tell me what you think, I don't think she's thinking so I do my thing
I been money making, Something that you Ain't
Not the one to fight, man, I don't even complain
Shorty like the candy drippin' off the f*cking paint
I don't think she's thinking so I do my thing
I been money making, Something that you Ain't
Not the one to fight, man, I don't even complain
Shorty like the candy drippin' off the f*cking paint
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Tell me what you think, I don't think she's thinking so I do my thing
I been money making, Something that you Ain't
Not the one to fight, man, I don't even complain
Shorty like the candy drippin' off the f*cking paint
Aye
Smoking so much gas, finna make these bitches faint
You're the one to lie, I could be the one to blame
Really like your style all the way to your name
When I see her eyes I could say that we the same
Been through all the Pain, we done been through all the Rain
Had to change my lifestyle but I'm still the same
Say what i say, give a f*ck about the fame
If you got a problem, Get the f*ck up out my lane
You're already stuck up in my brain, That's okay
Think that you should just stay
You could be the one that makes my day, Is there any way that you could just stay
When we fall asleep oh where do we go, Everyone that i ask this they don't even know,
I just hope that it's somewhere with you. Every morning and night even the afternoons
Runing right after you, I done lost myself way back then in with the new
Never done singin blues, Stepping inn my new shoes
Anything for you
Tell me what you think, I don't think she's thinking so I do my thing
I been money making, Something that you Ain't
Not the one to fight, man, I don't even complain
Shorty like the candy drippin' off the f*cking paint
I don't think she's thinking so I do my thing
I been money making, Something that you Ain't
Not the one to fight, man, I don't even complain
Shorty like the candy drippin' off the f*cking paint
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Writer: Braidon Munoz
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