DougieTheDon and Keith Jones - Exchange

What darkness have I got myself in
When we out in public
We swear we just friends
You feel the vibes
You tell me to sneak in
He coming home
This isn’t the weekend
But you don’t feel bad
Cuz he fuckin ya best friend
So in return you fucking a better man
Good choice baby
I know that you settling
And you ain’t dumb
You clean up the evidence
And when he give you bread
Just tell him it’s well spent
I don’t know where I’m going or where I went
Dark shades got me seeing you through a tint
No interest in trying make amends
I only show interest when trying to double M’s
Church girls always telling me not to sin
But they be the first ones trying to get in
It’s time that I meet her
Car outside by the meter
Lil Mama Let’s go



Exchange (exchange)

The bad for the good if you could you'd have it this way

Faded memories of all your good days (exchange)

You keep throwing up a wall to keep me away

You keep putting up your guard to give me the fade

My heart for your heart that's an even trade.

Exchange (exchange)



Is it too late to call you past 9
Even though it’s yours you really on my time
When we gettin po’d
I’m into the white wines
If she go searching she’ll tell what she might find
I only been willing to through out one lifeline
Niggas say the comin
I tell em to come please
I ain’t hearing nothing you talking
Come show me
How you want me done
And you niggas still owe me
Been ended them
Them niggas is old beef
I hole in one
Them niggas is bogey
I didnt call her she called me and told me
That life ain’t nothing unless I’m involve see
She should saw what she had before losing me
I ain’t here for laughs ain’t nothing amusing
Bitch is you dumb we living a movie
I’m with all my niggas
And we all that nigga
Lil bitch wassup

Exchange (exchange)

The bad for the good if you could you'd have it this way

Faded memories of all your good days (exchange)

You keep throwing up a wall to keep me away

You keep putting up your guard to give me the fade

My heart for your heart that's an even trade.

Exchange (exchange)

Though we know it's bad we got a good thang
You're my city girl you're my lil hood thang

Tell me where to meet we can get involved
Fuck you in the car take them panties off

If that nigga call then pick up the call
Tell him its a girls night and you with ya dogs

She a naked demon when she on the dark
I'm just trying to put my groceries in her grocery cart

End up turning ya smile to a broken heart

Written by:
Bobby Terry, Clifton Jones, Curtis Williams, Jerry Vines, Raheem Davaughn

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