Johnny 2 Phones - Gelato (feat. Suave the Don)

Hey, Hey
Hey
Hunna G on the beat
G on the beat, yeah
G on the beat
G on the beat
Yeahhhhh

I said you should see her pics
Wait Why, Wait why
Shawty like a model
Shawty like a what?
Looking at her her hips
Got me singin' gospel
Now, she a bad bitch
(Bad bitch, bad bitch)
But she sweeter than gelato
And she just said she love meeee
I think that she lied though
(I think that she lied though)
'Cuz she could have just gassed it
How the fuck would I know
And I really want her bad
(Want her bad, want her bad)
I don't wanna waste time thoughhh
Yeah, yeahhh

Ok I do want a bitch
But I just can't have a bitch
Cause I know how these hoes get down they aint loyal for shit
Had my heart broken up once
Not trying to do that again
So now I'm solo solo dog
And that's my mood till the end
And that's that
But I can't be alone forever, man that's trash
But I'd rather be alone, then cheated on that's fact
Like why we together if we cheating, man that's wack
Thats wack
Cause if you mine then you mine
I don't share hoes
I get protective and obsessive
Gotta be careful
Like who you texting what's that message
Cause I care yo
I know you hate it
But baby that's what Im here for

Hey
I said you should see her pics
Wait Why, Wait why
Shawty like a model
Shawty like a what?
Looking at her her hips
Got me singin' gospel
Now, she a bad bitch
(Bad bitch, bad bitch)
But she sweeter than gelato
And she just said she love meeee
I think that she lied though
(I think that she lied though)
'Cuz she could have just gassed it
How the fuck would I know
And I really want her bad
(Want her bad, want her bad)
I don't wanna waste time thoughhh
Yeah, yeahhh

Are you an angel girl
I don't know what to make of you
God must of took his sweet time when creating you
You won't see me chasing after hoes
I'd rather wait on you
The only one I want that's why these other bitches hate on you
Shawty sweet as Russian cream
Ain't wanna fuck with me
Once I put that rock on your ring finger then you stuck with me
Someone disrespect you, girl i got you that shit fun to me
He ran in your DMs
I pull up I bet he run from me
And I know you probably
Heard that I'm grimey
Fuck all them stories, they don't define me
New bitches nightly
That shit gets tiring
Cause I don't wanna be a player

Hey
I said you should see her pics
Wait Why, Wait why
Shawty like a model
Shawty like a what?
Looking at her her hips
Got me singin' gospel
Now, she a bad bitch
(Bad bitch, bad bitch)
But she sweeter than gelato
And she just said she love meeee
I think that she lied though
(I think that she lied though)
'Cuz she could have just gassed it
How the fuck would I know
And I really want her bad
(Want her bad, want her bad)
I don't wanna waste time thoughhh
Yeah, yeahhh

Written by:
Gabriel Woodley

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