BabyBalmainn - Mixed Signals lyrics
[BabyBalmainn - Mixed Signals lyrics]
You sending so much mixed signals
I won't express a thing
Lots of people faking they love
Won’t see the real in them
How you all about capping and
Lying I just won't understand
Come get with a nigga like me
Shawty I'll go the extra end
Gone do it all to help you comprehend
Got in a jam gave you bout 20 racks
Came out and you flipped it to 40 bands
Don’t ever let them get the upper hand
I could you all the routes to make
Sure you always win in the end
Come and ride with me baby
Bе my vibe with my baby
Love the way that you bе styling lil baby
Don't you love a superstar lil baby
And you know that you a bad lil baddie
I can't get how you gone
Leave the kid like that
Say you like old school I
Bought you a Pontiac
Late night text come through I
Know you miss the sex
I don't know where we at
Wish our terms weren't bad
You know you the one I want
So why you acting up
Running to my mom with problems
Got her stressing up
Why can't we just sit and talk
I thought we was grown enough
Smoke a lotta drugs for the pain
It got me zoning up
You sending so much mixed signals
I won't express a thing
Lots of people faking they love
Won't see the real in them
How you all about capping and
Lying I just won’t understand
Come get with a nigga like me
Shawty I’ll go the extra end
Gone do it all to help you comprehend
Got in a jam gave you bout 20 racks
Came out and you flipped it to 40 bands
Don't ever let them get the upper hand
I could you all the routes to make
Sure you always win in the end
I won't express a thing
Lots of people faking they love
Won’t see the real in them
How you all about capping and
Lying I just won't understand
Come get with a nigga like me
Shawty I'll go the extra end
Gone do it all to help you comprehend
Got in a jam gave you bout 20 racks
Came out and you flipped it to 40 bands
Don’t ever let them get the upper hand
I could you all the routes to make
Sure you always win in the end
Come and ride with me baby
Bе my vibe with my baby
Love the way that you bе styling lil baby
Don't you love a superstar lil baby
And you know that you a bad lil baddie
I can't get how you gone
Leave the kid like that
Say you like old school I
Bought you a Pontiac
Late night text come through I
Know you miss the sex
I don't know where we at
Wish our terms weren't bad
You know you the one I want
So why you acting up
Running to my mom with problems
Got her stressing up
Why can't we just sit and talk
I thought we was grown enough
Smoke a lotta drugs for the pain
It got me zoning up
You sending so much mixed signals
I won't express a thing
Lots of people faking they love
Won't see the real in them
How you all about capping and
Lying I just won’t understand
Come get with a nigga like me
Shawty I’ll go the extra end
Gone do it all to help you comprehend
Got in a jam gave you bout 20 racks
Came out and you flipped it to 40 bands
Don't ever let them get the upper hand
I could you all the routes to make
Sure you always win in the end