1stBroadcast - Stop / Girls Wanna Have Fun 2

Stop the flex
You not really moving with finesse
Stop, Know you stressed
Only hit me when you need to collect
I told her stop
With the text
Gotta move on girl, what’s next for you?
Stop telling your mama I’m the best for you
Sweetest lady that I ever met, but she spoiled you

Girl
Don’t you get tired of the gossip?
Plant a lot of seeds, but you don’t wait for them to blossom
Know you got a sponsor he played ball out in Charlotte
I’m a player too so I ain’t call you out on it
I can see it in your face when you lying to me
All up in your eyes at least you brought the receipt
And I can feel your energy I know you out in them streets
Tried to do me like the dishes, bitches rinse and repeat

Stop the flex
You not really moving with finesse
Stop, Know you stressed
Only hit me when you need to collect
I told her stop
With the text
Gotta move on girl, what’s next for you?
Stop telling your mama I’m the best for you
Sweetest lady that I ever met, but she spoiled you

I thought someone told you
I can’t ever roll through
You be on that hot shit
I’m trying to keep it cordial
On them stranger things, and you hate that I know you
Telling all your friends about a dream that I sold you
and it wouldn’t be your first time
I got paper yeah, you know a Nigga certified
I can’t fake it wake up running down on dollasigns
I really built you up and watched you try to break me down

Stop the flex
You not really moving with finesse
Stop, Know you stressed
Only hit me when you need to collect
I told her stop
With the text
Gotta move on girl, what’s next for you?
Stop telling your mama I’m the best for you
Sweetest lady that I ever met, but she spoiled you

Girls gotta have fun too
Girls gotta have fun too
Can’t be the one you run to
But I
Can’t be the one you run to
Cause girls gotta have fun too
Girls still deserve fun too

Written by:
Deon Howell, Alex Falu

Publisher:
Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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