Lighting, low
He don't, he don't want it
Tell me, go
He don't, he don't want it
Said I'ma fake lover
Oh, you need to just call me
Private show
He don't, he don't want it
I know what I got and I like what I like
Don't come around with nothing, and I'm whipping out of time
We just ain't right, we just ain't right, no
He don't want it
Just ain't right, we just ain't right
Cyanide
He don't, he don't want it
Suicide
He don't, he don't want it
A little dose of me, one taste will make you tremble
Feel the tide
He don't, he don't want it
Messing with my head
Why you so wishy-washy?
Saying what I wanna hear, I never really bought it
Why you even hit me anymore?
Make-make me stop
Make it stop
I know what I got and I like what I like
Don't come around with nothing, and I'm whipping out of time
We just ain't right, we just ain't right no
He don't want it
He don't want it
Damn baby
compositores: Tinashe C. Sibanda, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams
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