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candee - choosey lyrics

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choosey

[hook]

these b-tches choosey
you don’t wanna lose me
just keep on hurting me baby
i swear to god that sh-t seduce me
you don’t gotta do this
girl you being foolish
lil shawty a gangsta
she don’t gotta prove it

[verse 1]

she pop molly like a breath mint
b-tch i’m rocking vetements
1500 for the jacket
this sh-t an investment
like my money best spent
i made some finess-m-nts
stacking up blue benjamins
let me count my blessings (ooh)
yea i gotta get it
can’t watch my n-ggas starve
i gotta watch these b-tches
like b-tches watch they carbs
aye we was dodging cars
aye we was jumping barbs
look how we fell apart
ended it ‘fore we could start
baby you need a thug
oh no no don’t you deny it
these b-tches cheat on they n-ggas
more than they do they diet
slp wyatt
new pills i make her try it
please tell me how you feel
no matter fact just keep it quiet

[hook]

these b-tches choosey
you don’t wanna lose me
just keep on hurting me baby
i swear to god that sh-t seduce me
you don’t gotta do this
girl you being foolish
lil shawty a gangsta
she don’t gotta prove it

[verse 2]

you did exactly what you said you won’t
thangs that you said you don’t
f-cking with a hood boy
she know i’m from 71
i always be in the streets
baby i ain’t never home
but when i slide thru the crib
she pop that sh-t like kettle corn
these n-ggas ain’t no lords
let alone some f-cking thugs
i’m having love withdrawals
and baby you the plug
she was the devil in disguise
i read it in her eyes
want you to tell me all my flaws
cause i’m so tired of hearing lies
she’ll turn the crystals in your eyes into tear drops
b-tterflies in my stomach like we on a fear drop
lately i been in my cup
thinking how’d i f-ck this up
she left me for another one
like losing gus wasn’t tough enough

[hook]

these b-tches choosey
you don’t wanna lose me
just keep on hurting me baby
i swear to god that sh-t seduce me
you don’t gotta do this
girl you being foolish
lil shawty a gangsta
she don’t gotta prove it
i p-ss her the tooly
i know she’ll shoot it
she empty the clip
we makin a movie
she move like a boss
she ain’t even suited
lil baby a soldier
i had to recruit it



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