Baby, don't play with me
Or I'll show you what I mean
When I say that I am not the one (I am not the one)
Yeah, yeah
You been puttin' lies in my head
Then you come and lie in my bed
Don't you think it's my time to have some fun? Huh (fun)
Tequila with no chaser
I might beat my face up
Thought you had me love locked down
But I'm out on bad behavior
I hope I see you out tonight
'Cause you gave me this appetite
Don't be naive, if you make me, I might (I might)
Let everybody say, wassup
Let 'em take a sip of my cup
I might still be with him when the lights up, yeah
Maybe let him take me home in his truck (oh, yes)
And you can't do a thing about it (not a thing)
No, not a thing (not a thing), about it (yeah, uh, ha, yeah)
I bet you kicking yourself, huh (I bet you kick it outside)
Messed around and you found out
Just the way that I felt
Wonderin' if you're gonna keep me around now
How'd you live with yourself? (how'd you live with yourself?)
You made a good girl go bad now
Just a let down who let me down (down)
Tequila with no chaser (chaser)
I might beat my face up (face up)
Thought you had me love locked down
But I'm out on bad behavior
I hope I see you out tonight
'Cause you gave me this appetite
Don't be naive, if you make me, I might (I might)
Let everybody say, wassup
Let 'em take a sip of my cup
I might still be with him when the lights up
Maybe let him take me home in his truck
And you can't do a thing about it, uh (not a thing)
No, not a thing about it (thing)
And you can't do a thing about it, yeah
No, not a thing about it, yeah, uh, yeah (thing, yeah)
One thing I never been was a hater
Boots kinda big but you was workin' those bottegas
Help me out
Tell me are we kissin'? Are we chasin' validation from a stranger?
When we could've been amazin'
Yeah, I know I fucked up, my fault, yeah, I did that
I just got home but you plottin' on your get back
It's a ladies, leave your man at home kinda night
Heart attack, if you're checkin' her phone kinda
Wait, tell me what it is or what it isn't
What I did or what I didn't
Maybe you could be forgiven, probably not
Casamigo sippin', takin' shots like scottie pippen
You know she ain't 'bout to miss you when there's ballers in the club
Hair done, nails done, got plenty of groupie love
You ain't gotta speak, that dress do what it does
You lookin' for better, what's better than what it was? (yeah)
You know my body, now, baby, tell me wassup, huh? (uh, yeah)
Could've been your missus, could've been your mistress
Still won't love me, babe
Always there to listen, never talk your business (yeah, yeah)
Still won't love me, babe
First thing on your hit list (yeah), last thing on your wishlist
Still won't love me, babe
You stay bein' distant 'cause I see in the distance
Somebody wanna say, wassup, uh
