Letra de dallas - wolfacejoeyy

(Feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

You and me, you and me, we got a— (Oh-oh)

Got a history, you and me, we got a—

Dumb of me to let you in

Dumb of me to think that maybe you could be my everything

You and me (Yeah), we got a—

Huh, yeah, yeah

She said we outside, baby, like a doormat

Huh, she from Dallas, she keep on asking me if I know 4batz, mm, like damn

You a bad bitch, how can I ignore that?

Put her in Dior, she like, "Baby boy, I adore that"

Baddest bitch, I might just reward that, ooh

Uh, take you out the house (Alright), uh, bring you back to mine (Okay)

Yeah, she don't want no dinner (Oh yeah), uh, she just want to whine (Oh yeah)

And baby love designer (Alright), she rock Number (N)ine (Alright)

And, baby, who designed ya? (Alright) Out of ten, you a dime (Woah)

Uh, take you out the house (Woah), uh, bring you back to mine (Woah; ah-woo)

Yeah, she don't want no dinner (Woah), uh, she just want to whine (Oh woah; ah-woo)

And baby love designer, she rock Number (N)ine (Oh woah; ah-woo)

And, baby, who designed ya? Out of ten, you a dime

She said, "Take me out" (Yeah), "Slut me out" (Yeah)

Uh, baby, I got cream, cash rules everything around

You can't leave me with a frown, we got bitches all around

Me and Boogie in the town, bae, you know it's goin' down

And you're my drug, tied up like a knot

You fuckin' with the opps, yeah, you almost got me shot for that

I had you livin' luxury, now I want all my commas back

But she don't want no love from me, she like, "Slut me out, just fly me out of town"

You know how I get down (Ooh-ooh), yeah, you know I got rounds for that (Woo-ooh)

Told you my insecurities, you said that you was fine with that (Ooh-ooh)

Eliantte'd all your jewelry, now I want all my diamonds back, and you

Yeah, me and my bitch got many problems, huh, we got Dior drama, huh

She like steppin' on these hoes in some Balenciaga, huh (Okay)

And I'm proud of you, lil' baby, I might get you Prada, huh

And she call me Valentino 'cause I make her fall in love (Ooh)

Uh, lemme make you mine though (Ooh-ooh)

Girl, you fine though, you a ten, yeah, you a dime though

We can have a time, baby, please don't waste no time though

Uh, she wanna get high, I can take you to the sky, 'cause I

Uh, she said, "Take me out" (Yeah), "Slut me out" (Yeah)

Uh, baby, I got cream, cash rules everything around

You can't leave me with a frown, we got bitches all around

Me and Boogie in the town, bae, you know it's goin' down (Woah)

Uh, take you out the house (Woah), uh, bring you back to mine (Oh woah; ah-woo)

Yeah, she don't want no dinner (Woah), uh, she just want to whine (Oh woah; ah-woo)

And baby love designer, she rock Number (N)ine (Oh woah; ah-woo)

And, baby, who designed ya? Out of ten, you a dime

Uh, she said, "Take me out, slut me out"

Uh, baby, I got cream, cash rules everything around

You can't leave me with a frown, we got bitches all around

Me and Boogie in the town, bae, you know it's goin' down

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