I’m Trynna Tell U That I Love U Songtext
von Artemas
I’m Trynna Tell U That I Love U Songtext
La, la-la-la
Ye-yeah
It′s true
I'm tryna tell you that I love ya
I really love her
And don′t confuse
I wouldn't put no one above ya
Put no one (no one) above ya (above ya, darling)
Yeah
Well, let me just be honest with ya (ooh-ooh)
I used to cry myself to sleep and I'm so glad I found ya
You know it′s hard for me to open up
When you open up your legs
That′s fine by me (yeah)
We should stay all day in bed
Fuck your degree, they don't fit our plans
Smile for the Polaroid of your chest (whoo)
Every weekend
But you won′t pick up your telephone
Just leave me at your tone
Tell me what you waiting for?
(What you waiting for?)
It's true
I′m tryna tell you that I love ya
I really love her (do you really though?)
And don't confuse
I wouldn′t put no one above ya
Put no one (no one) above ya (above ya, darling)
La, la, la, la, la-la-la, la-la, la, la (ooh-ooh)
I really love her
La, la, la, la, la-la-la, la-la, la, la
I really love her
Yeah
Well, let me just be honest with ya
I got so used to being alone, now I'm so glad I found ya
You know it's hard for me to open up when you open up your mind
That′s fine by me (whoo, oh-oh, oh)
We should stay all day in bed (in bed)
Fuck your degree, they don′t fit our plans (ooh)
Smile for the Polaroid of your chest (yeah)
Every weekend
But you won't pick up your telephone (whoo, telephone)
Just leave me at your tone
Tell me what you waiting for?
(What you waiting for?)
It′s true
I'm tryna tell you that I love ya
I really love her (do you really though?)
And don′t confuse
I wouldn't put no one above ya
Put no one above ya (darling)
La, la, la, la, la-la-la, la-la, la, la (ooh-ooh)
I really love her
La, la, la, la, la-la-la, la-la, la, la
I really love her
Ye-yeah
It′s true
I'm tryna tell you that I love ya
I really love her
And don′t confuse
I wouldn't put no one above ya
Put no one (no one) above ya (above ya, darling)
Yeah
Well, let me just be honest with ya (ooh-ooh)
I used to cry myself to sleep and I'm so glad I found ya
You know it′s hard for me to open up
When you open up your legs
That′s fine by me (yeah)
We should stay all day in bed
Fuck your degree, they don't fit our plans
Smile for the Polaroid of your chest (whoo)
Every weekend
But you won′t pick up your telephone
Just leave me at your tone
Tell me what you waiting for?
(What you waiting for?)
It's true
I′m tryna tell you that I love ya
I really love her (do you really though?)
And don't confuse
I wouldn′t put no one above ya
Put no one (no one) above ya (above ya, darling)
La, la, la, la, la-la-la, la-la, la, la (ooh-ooh)
I really love her
La, la, la, la, la-la-la, la-la, la, la
I really love her
Yeah
Well, let me just be honest with ya
I got so used to being alone, now I'm so glad I found ya
You know it's hard for me to open up when you open up your mind
That′s fine by me (whoo, oh-oh, oh)
We should stay all day in bed (in bed)
Fuck your degree, they don′t fit our plans (ooh)
Smile for the Polaroid of your chest (yeah)
Every weekend
But you won't pick up your telephone (whoo, telephone)
Just leave me at your tone
Tell me what you waiting for?
(What you waiting for?)
It′s true
I'm tryna tell you that I love ya
I really love her (do you really though?)
And don′t confuse
I wouldn't put no one above ya
Put no one above ya (darling)
La, la, la, la, la-la-la, la-la, la, la (ooh-ooh)
I really love her
La, la, la, la, la-la-la, la-la, la, la
I really love her
Writer(s): Benjamin Ross Ash, Artemas Diamandis, Max Armfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com