Lilbootycall - I Don't lyrics
[Lilbootycall - I Don't lyrics]
I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Oh, I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Yeah, December when we met it was so cold
Drive to Forest Hills bumpin', bumpin' J. Cole
Sound like J. Lo but move like Bey
You got real low when you got a taste
A taste of fame, a taste of change
A taste of 'caine, a taste of pain
I don't know why we still try
But it's all in my head 'cause you got a guy
I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Oh, I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Without you
It's really hard, really livin' without you
I've been seein' all them triple digits without you
Everything about these bitches mimic about you
And if you ever need somebody, baby, I got you
Gold, don't replace your touch
Stoned, so in case you love
Never thought we'd split
But I fucked a new girl, but you're all I miss, hey
I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Oh, I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Oh, I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Yeah, December when we met it was so cold
Drive to Forest Hills bumpin', bumpin' J. Cole
Sound like J. Lo but move like Bey
You got real low when you got a taste
A taste of fame, a taste of change
A taste of 'caine, a taste of pain
I don't know why we still try
But it's all in my head 'cause you got a guy
I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Oh, I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Without you
It's really hard, really livin' without you
I've been seein' all them triple digits without you
Everything about these bitches mimic about you
And if you ever need somebody, baby, I got you
Gold, don't replace your touch
Stoned, so in case you love
Never thought we'd split
But I fucked a new girl, but you're all I miss, hey
I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama
Oh, I don't fuck with you
But I'm still in love with you (Yeah)
And I know it's been a minute
Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama