P & P Songtext
von Ye Ali

Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
(Ah, like a breath of Fresh Ayr)
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
(Troy Taylor, you the G.O.A.T)

Started off best friends
Then we started sextin′
You really my type (Type)
A nigga feelin' your vibe (Vibe)
I bought you that Birkin
To match with the Lexus
′Cause I know you like to ride
I used to hit it inside (Hit it inside)
But you left, my bed
Why you fuckin' with a nigga? Goddamn
Should've never play with your heart like that
Never thought you would fall back


Now I can′t pretend
If you wanna leave, go ahead
Can′t get you out of my head

But I'll keep on callin′ your phone (Phone)
Hopin' that you gon′ pick up (Pick up, pick up)
It's like I feel so alone (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
When I′m not with you, I lose, your pussy and patience too

You're supposed to be the one I confide in
Now it seems like every day, we keep fightin'
I don′t know how much of this I can take
You′re the only reason that I'm up so late
If you say you love me, won′t you love me
Hold a nigga down, put no one above me
Promise he can't do you better
You know that you′re mine forever
So come back to my bed, our love ain't finished yet
Should′ve never play with your heart
No, I never should've

Now I can't pretend
If you wanna leave, go ahead
Can′t get you out of my head (No, no)


But I′ll keep on callin' your phone (Phone)
Hopin′ that you gon' pick up (Pick up, pick up)
It′s like I feel so alone (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
When I'm not with you, I lose, your pussy and patience too

When I′m not with you, I lose
Your pussy, your patience
Your pussy and—
Your pussy and patience too
Your pussy and patience too