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new music records - tell me lyrics

[intro: kalan.frfr]
(sheesh)
two for real, woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
yeah, yeah
baby, why you ain’t tell me? why you ain’t tell me?

[chorus: kalan.frfr]
you a bad b+tch
can i have it?
you a star, you my number 1 draft pick
hit saks fifth, you got all the bags
fly you out anywhere on the islands
baby, why you didn’t tell me you was a savage?
baby, why you didn’t tell me that p+ssy fire? that’s hot, hot
baby, why you didn’t tell me that p+ssy water? got that agua
[verse 1: bino rideaux]
you know i’m a druggie
you’re my lil’ buddy
get in your tummy
i’m gon’ make you love me
you got my soul, shawty
i love it when you f+ck me
is you gon’ pull up in the [?] when it get ugly?
if i wanted you and want your friend, would you plug me?
raising my pockets, i got ’em bustin’
can’t get in my feelings, i don’t trust you
you know love [?], you know i f+ck with her ‘causе

[chorus: kalan.frfr]
you a bad b+tch
can i have it?
you a star, you my number 1 draft pick
hit saks fifth, you got all the bags
fly you out anywhеre on the islands
baby, why you didn’t tell me you was a savage?
baby, why you didn’t tell me that p+ssy fire? that’s hot, hot
baby, why you didn’t tell me that p+ssy water? got that agua

[verse 2: kalan.frfr & bino rideaux]
said baby, why you didn’t tell me that p+ssy got n+ggas trippin’?
got n+ggas all in your mentions
got n+ggas leaving they b+tches
got b+tches leaving they n+ggas
wait, why you ain’t tell me you be f+cking with b+tches?
wait, why you be trippin’? why you all in my business?
why you be going through my phone tryna dm my b+tches?
why you ain’t tell sugar daddy get that gucci for christmas? yeah
she my b+tch, she be running game on me
you know i ain’t no n+gga, put that thing on me
you can have my heart, don’t switch lanes on me
you know i’m a dog, don’t be waiting on me
f+ck your other n+gga, we can stay lowkey
if he come around, i got my flame on me
i’m straight out the hood, come let it bang on me
i’m just wanna call you, but i’m fake lonely
you got me stuck, i’m gon’ take it all in
quick slide, i pull up
i make you laugh, make you wet
i like your ears
i find your spot and go in
ooh, girl, i ain’t tell you how i feel, and touch your spot like that
and you ain’t tell me that you been around the block like that
but that p+ssy so good, it make me come right back
[chorus: kalan.frfr]
you a bad b+tch
can i have it?
you a star, you my number 1 draft pick
hit saks fifth, you got all the bags
fly you out anywhere on the islands
baby, why you didn’t tell me you was a savage?
baby, why you didn’t tell me that p+ssy fire? that’s hot, hot
baby, why you didn’t tell me that p+ssy water? got that agua

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