Lyrics to Dead Wrong
You know you're dead wrong
Up in the club and you left your man home
You can't even wait til we got to the bedroom
I know it ain't good but these hoes gonna do what they want
Pull up in the Porche, no rental
No key now she on me
Know the star shit fucking with your mental
You want to be my tenderoni
Now we chilling poolside for the night
Hollywood sign, now you're caught up in the lights
Trigga baby I'ma do you right
Don't make me have to tell you twice, ight?
Fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em
Real nigga, no lie, man I swear these hoes trifling
But I'ma give her what she like, beat it down like Tyson
It's the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on
You know you're dead wrong
Up in the club and you left your man home
You can't even wait til we got to the bedroom
I know it ain't good but these hoes gonna do what they want
I just left the show with a two piece
Dollar sign, got good bis
I'ma take her to the motherfucking hotel
Let her do her then do me, oh
One bad light scare at the edge
I'ma stack em up like legos
She call me papi ain't no spanish
But I let her trip behind my webbos
We be fucking all the time but she know I never wife her, nah
Had her in a feeling when she see me with my white girl
She act square around her nigga but when she with me she like girls
It's the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on
You know you're dead wrong
Up in the club and you left your man home
You can't even wait til we got to the bedroom
I know it ain't good but these hoes gonna do what they want
Who am I to judge you, I love you whenever you need
Bring your body here right now, I'ma knock it right down
Say you got a nigga, go figure
Taking another sip of this nigga
Talk a little shit, got my dick much bigger
Baby, let me tell you a little something about Trigga
Fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em
Real nigga, no lie, man I swear these hoes trifling
But I'ma give her what she like, beat it down like Tyson
It's the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on
You know you're dead wrong
Up in the club and you left your man home
You can't even wait til we got to the bedroom
I know it ain't good but these hoes gonna do what they want
You know you dead wrong
Up in the club and you left your man home
You can't even wait til we got to the bedroom
I know it ain't good but these hoes gonna do what they want
Pull up in the Porche, no rental
No key now she on me
Know the star shit fucking with your mental
You want to be my tenderoni
Now we chilling poolside for the night
Hollywood sign, now you're caught up in the lights
Trigga baby I'ma do you right
Don't make me have to tell you twice, ight?
Fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em
Real nigga, no lie, man I swear these hoes trifling
But I'ma give her what she like, beat it down like Tyson
It's the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on
You know you're dead wrong
Up in the club and you left your man home
You can't even wait til we got to the bedroom
I know it ain't good but these hoes gonna do what they want
I just left the show with a two piece
Dollar sign, got good bis
I'ma take her to the motherfucking hotel
Let her do her then do me, oh
One bad light scare at the edge
I'ma stack em up like legos
She call me papi ain't no spanish
But I let her trip behind my webbos
We be fucking all the time but she know I never wife her, nah
Had her in a feeling when she see me with my white girl
She act square around her nigga but when she with me she like girls
It's the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on
You know you're dead wrong
Up in the club and you left your man home
You can't even wait til we got to the bedroom
I know it ain't good but these hoes gonna do what they want
Who am I to judge you, I love you whenever you need
Bring your body here right now, I'ma knock it right down
Say you got a nigga, go figure
Taking another sip of this nigga
Talk a little shit, got my dick much bigger
Baby, let me tell you a little something about Trigga
Fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em
Real nigga, no lie, man I swear these hoes trifling
But I'ma give her what she like, beat it down like Tyson
It's the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on
You know you're dead wrong
Up in the club and you left your man home
You can't even wait til we got to the bedroom
I know it ain't good but these hoes gonna do what they want
You know you dead wrong
Songwriters: Griffin Neverson, Tyrone Griffin
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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