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justine skye - best of my love lyrics

[intro: justine skye]
it work
holla, holla

[verse 1: justine skye]
oh, you don’t love me like that (like that)
send you a text, you don’t write back (n-gga, nah)
i got 99 problems, no
i don’t give a f-ck so i drop it low
ooh, you don’t love me like you used to
uh, sh-t changed, baby, we through
n-gga, give me all my time back
the hublot and the rollie on your wrist, woah (yeah)
-ss on fleek, know you lookin’ for it (lookin’ for it)
eyes on me (me), you see them tom fords? (ah!)
now you see me dancing with another guy
p-ssy n-gga, you ain’t on the same level (yeah)
see me in a range, porsche 911 (911)
got a new man, so i know you jealous (yeah)
i ain’t worried ‘bout a thing, tryna get my lettuce (money)
baby, hol’ up, wait a minute
now you want it all back?

[chorus: chris brown, justine skye & both]
’cause you got the best of my love (got the), you got the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love (got the), gave you the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love, you got the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love, gave you best of my love

[post-chorus: justine skye]
i’m bad though, oh
n-ggas spending on me (woo!)
but don’t be mad though, oh-oh (yeah)
in time you’ll see

[verse 2: chris brown]
you swing that ponytail, i’ma pull it
i put my tongue on that monkey just like the bullet
the way i’m taking that p-ssy, call me a bullet
put that condom on the top of my head, i’m ’bout to pull it down
n-ggas say they be jumping, hopping up out the roof
n-ggas saying that i’m balling, like, “d-mn, that n-gga can shoot”
i was chillin’ at the crib, full of hoes and netflix
making birds disappear, now for my next trick
i’m a self maybach n-gga, you a lexus
n-ggas with the bullsh-t, pulling off yo’ exit
if you want that body bag, yeah it’s on me
’cause i’m the only real singer n-gga that’s a real g
500, woah!

[chorus: chris brown, justine skye & both]
’cause you got the best of my love (got the), you got the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love (got the), gave you the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love (you got, oh), you got the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love, gave you best of my love

[bridge: chris brown & justine skye]
holla, holla back, girl
oh, n-ggas spending on you
i ain’t mad, girl, oh-oh
hunnids anytime you see (woah-oh)

[pre-chorus: justine skye]
you don’t love me like you used to (woah-oh)
sh-t changed, baby, we through (woah-oh)
got a new main so i know you jealous (woah-oh)
i ain’t worried ’bout a thing (oh)
baby, hold on wait a minute
don’t you want it all back?

[chorus: chris brown, justine skye & both]
’cause you got the best of my love (best of my love), you got the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love (best of my love), gave you the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love (you got, oh), you got the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love (gave you the best of my love), gave you best of my love (woah-oh)
don’t you want it all back?
’cause you got the best of my love, you got the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love, gave you the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love (you got, oh), you got the best of my love (woah-oh)
’cause you got the best of my love, gave you best of my love (woah-oh)

- justine skye lyrics

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