Dess Dior and Mariah The Scientist - Stone Cold

Said he callin' from Atlanta, say he miss me
Well, well, well
Guess he better send that private out to get me
Expect this to be a long cold winter
You fuckin' with a stone cold sinner
Fuckin' with me, you got no regrets
Fuckin' on me, know I do it best
Fuckin' on you, only want the neck
I know how it goes

Say he fall in love every time he kiss me
Well, well, well
And you always right on time, that's what gets me (gets me)
Am I ever on your mind when you not with me? (With me)
Baby, you and I should start a family
What you sayin'? Follow through
Baby, take the lead, show me what to do
I'm intrigued, everything 'bout your demeanor
How I'm comin', crazy 'bout him, never leavin'

Said he callin' from Atlanta, say he miss me
Well, well, well
Guess he better send that private out to get me
Expect this to be a long cold winter
You fuckin' with a stone cold sinner
Fuckin' with me, you got no regrets
Fuckin' on me, know I do it best
Fuckin' on you, only want the neck
I know how it goes, I ain't impressed

Baby, I've seen this before
I assumed you wanted more
You just wanna up the score
I know that you know there's more to life
Say that you a freak, tell me, is it true?
Wanna see the receipts, baby, can you follow through?
Take me up out these jeans, won't you fuck me in the booth?
Say you a P, bet you let me see the proof

Said he callin' from Atlanta, say he miss me (well, well)
Well, well, well
Guess he better send that private out to get me (yeah)
Expect this to be a long cold winter (yeah)
You fuckin' with a stone cold sinner (oh, oh)
Fuckin' with me, you got no regrets (with me)
Fuckin' on me, know I do it best (I do it best)
Fuckin' on you, only want the neck
I know how it goes, I ain't impressed (I ain't impressed)

Said he callin' from Atlanta, say he miss me
Well, well, well

Written by:
Destiny Bailey, Isaac Earl Bynum, Mariah Buckles, Rickie Carley

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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