Ok
Right off the bat she tweakin’
Talmbout I’m one reason
She been stressin’
Tryna confess n’
Baby it’s sad boy season
I do not make these rules
Got a lot on me, but I ain’t lonely
I know that may confuse
Wait, I used to date in twos
Tryin’ out one though lately
That’s you, but you ain’t no baby
If you ain’t down, I will not stay ‘round
I am on my job it’s crazy
It’s loud and the music mine
Don’t be comin’ in trippin’
You do not listen
I am not losin’ time

‘Cause I been, sad
I’m still gettin’ my bag
I’m still gettin’ you mad
I’m still rubbin’ her ass

Don’t make me, sad
I’m still gettin’ my bag
I’m still gettin’ you mad
I’m still rubbin’ her ass

She say, DJ ooh
You a bad bitch, DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit

‘Cause I’m in the mood
Bad bitch, DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit ooh

When I say bitch, that’s her word not mine
She on that Birkin time
I do not have it, just mo’ sadness
I get to work on time
Lot of my goals I fell short
Powder her nose
With the tits that sit
On god she thick, I fell for it
I got some happy moments
The darkness strong, that cloud flex
I don’t work out, I’m mad stressed
And I just switched my address
You don’t love me, you love money
Gimme that get yo bag sex
I gotta live with it, got one life
I need one mic and that cash

‘Cause I been, sad
I’m still gettin’ my bag
I’m still gettin’ you mad
I’m still rubbin’ her ass

Don’t make me, sad
I’m still gettin’ my bag
I’m still gettin’ you mad
I’m still rubbin’ her ass

She say, DJ ooh
You a bad bitch, DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit

‘Cause I’m in the mood
Bad bitch, DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit ooh

I need slow jams
Hard liquor, this poison
Get out yo program
All these woman tryna talk
And I say no ma’am
Play that Boyz II Men
I’m wit’ my boys again
In the back of the club
Singin’ the hooks
And they all joinin’ in
Baby, please don’t start twerkin’
My heart hurtin’
I hit the whip and this car turnin’
Off 75, been dead alive
I’m down bad
Fiendin’, I need to hear that Whitney
All of my dawgs is wit’ me
Run that back ‘fore I get mad

‘Cause I been, sad
I’m still gettin’ my bag
I’m still gettin’ you mad
I’m still rubbin’ her ass

Don’t make me, sad
I’m still gettin’ my bag
I’m still gettin’ you mad
I’m still rubbin’ her ass

She say, DJ ooh
You a bad bitch, DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit

‘Cause I’m in the mood
Bad bitch, DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit
DJ play that sad shit ooh