The Truth

Cydney Christine, Keith Lawson

Uh, when I'm fuckin' you look in my eyes and just tell me the truth (tell me the truth)
When I'm callin' you pick up your line, nigga, what is you doin'? (What is you doin')
You tellin' me you with your homies but what is you doin'? (What is you doin'?)
Had to put a nigga in check he actin' stupid
Boy don't you tell me them lies
Probably fuckin' that hoe on the side
I got eyes everywhere, and my bitches at the party they tell me they see you outside
Thought a bum broke bitch said somethin'
When I'm ready I say when to leave, he throw me the keys and tell me to drive

Checkmate through the hunnids I'm thumbin'
Heard bitches is scared I'm comin'
Show a lil' bitch how to get old, old money
Yeah, I ran it up as a youngin'
I cut him off he trippin'
Fuck it business is business
This nigga mad cause he spendin' his money on me and I ain't let him hit it
He off the wall, he pissed
They ask all the time how you got these niggas I tell 'em it's all in the wrist
Put this ass on him make him drown one time 'til he can't resist
Stay ten toes, I'ma stand on my words and paint my picture
Let it get past twelve, he out alone that ain't my nigga

Uh, when I'm fuckin' you look in my eyes and just tell me the truth (tell me the truth)
When I'm callin' you pick up your line, nigga, what is you doin'? (Fuck is you doin')
You tellin' me you with your homies but what is you doin'? (What is you doin'?)
Had to put a nigga in check he actin' stupid
Boy don't you tell me them lies
Probably fuckin' that hoe on the side
I got eyes everywhere, and my bitches at the party they tell me they see you outside
Thought a bum broke bitch said somethin'
When I'm ready I say when to leave, he throw me the keys and tell me to drive

Uh, good head but the nigga a headache
Put the WAP on a nigga he say he streamin' well fuck it let's make this a sex tape
You seem guzzled by the accent, fuck me good 'til my legs shake
I feel like Kelis I brought all the boys to the yard and make that milkshake
Creampies favorite
Bomb ass dick had to save it for later
I'm done with doin' them favors
Pretty ass bitch can't get contagious
I'm in LA with the Lakers
Visit that nigga but I kept it in Vegas
We keep that shit on the hush
Shouldn't be doin' this shit, but I trust

Uh, when I'm fuckin' you look in my eyes and just tell me the truth (tell me the truth)
When I'm callin' you pick up your line, nigga, what is you doin'? (What is you doin'?)
You tellin' me you with your homies but what is you doin'?
Had to put a nigga in check he actin' stupid
Boy don't you tell me them lies
Probably fuckin' that hoe on the side
I got eyes everywhere, and my bitches at the party they tell me they see you outside
Thought a bum broke bitch said somethin'
When I'm ready I say when to leave, he throw me the keys and tell me to drive

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