Tsu Surf - Pose lyrics

Yeah yeah
Oh, whoa

She gave her soul to a nigga
How we make it last
Told her, "Pose for the picture"
Ya heart cold, girl you home for the winter
You playin' way too many games
Way too many games
She gave her soul to a nigga
How we make it last
Told her, "Pose for the picture"
Ya heart cold, girl you home for the winter
You playin' way too many games
Way too many games (Uh)

Good girl, i heard the house save her
Group sex wit' clout-chasers
Broken she might sell her soul
For that Birkin bag
Body structure see the cuts in the waist
Only see them stars when she
Got fucked in that Wraith
Still fantasize ex nigga tatted
On her panty line
Turn a mean bitch into a fan-a mine
Badass, smart face, big dreams, small waist
Think she from a small state
Monopoly I let her shop at Park Place
Heart broke but she don't give
A damn bigger plans
Tell you frustrated by ya Instagram
You ain't doin' nothin'? I could fix ya plans
She want a boyfriend but never
Could get a man
Then why she can't get a man?
It feel wetter in red bottom heels, leather
A soul lost hope that Henny
Make her feel better
It feel wetter in red bottom heels, leather
A soul lost I hope that
Henny make her feel better

She gave her soul to a nigga
How we make it last
Told her, "Pose for the picture"
Ya heart cold, girl you home for the winter
You playin' way too many games
Way too many games
She gave her soul to a nigga
How we make it last
Told her, "Pose for the picture"
Ya heart cold, girl you home for the winter
You playin' way too many games
Way too many games (Uh)

A private jet you wan' fly
Or not? Private spot, you poppin' out
Goin' till she cotton-mouth her
Coochie smell like
No corny bitch, five star foreign dish
Order steak
You order fish fuck out that forty inches
(Asleep) she the baddest had to text she
Left her lashes by my mattress
PH balance only H2O wit' salad
Had to have it: Gucci addict
Only vintage, very classic, savage
Alexa, play "Real Niggas in"
What you whinin' 'bout? My dessert
After we finished dinin' out?
Oh, we play the crib
You into hidin' out? I might be a fan-a yours
Couple things you could do wit' that manicure
Couple things you could do wit' that

She gave her soul to a nigga
How we make it last
Told her, "Pose for the picture"
Ya heart cold, girl you home for the winter
You playin' way too many games
Way too many games
She gave her soul to a nigga
How we make it last
Told her, "Pose for the picture"
Ya heart cold, girl you home for the winter
You playin' way too many games
Way too many games