Sorry Not Sorry (Explicit)-Bryson Tiller

歌手 : Bryson Tiller

专辑 : T R A P S O U L (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:20

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TXT Sorry Not Sorry (Explicit)-Bryson Tiller 文本歌词

Sorry Not Sorry (Explicit) - Bryson Tiller (布莱森·提勒)

Lyrics by：Bryson Tiller/Timothy Mosley/Jetmir Salii

Composed by：Bryson Tiller/Timothy Mosley/Jetmir Salii

Produced by：Milli Beatz/Timbaland

Fight

Hey

Godd**n I'm winnin'

Godd**n I'm winnin' I'm winnin'

God

Got money now you done switched up on me

I used to think about how you would act when a n***a got money

Now you done switched up on me

Now you wanna say "What's up" to me

Okay so now you wanna m**e l**e to me

Girl if you don't get the f**k from me

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me

Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

Just be honest girl what you want from me

This ain't nothin' new keep it so 100

I can't let none of these n***as get one up on me

I go by Gawd Tiller you better run from me

Give hope to my n***as them n***as love money

Adios to them b***hes can't get a hug from me

I'm high on life that's what it does for me

My numbers goin' up I feel a buzz comin'

One up

Young n***a young n***a

Your friends bad too

Then tell 'em come with you

'Cause I'm on n***a

And we like b***hes with they own s**t

We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the f**k from me

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me

Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

This the s**t I don't condone in

Cheatin' on your man but you can get it if you want it

Lookin' for a bad b***h I finally found a culprit

N***a takin' shots send 'em back check the postage yeah

Hatin' a*s n***a why won't you shut up

This the motherf**kin' 502 come up

And every time I'm back in the city

Every b***h with a hidden agenda run up

Cause I'm on n***a

Young n***a young n***a

Your friends bad too

Then tell 'em come with you

'Cause I'm on n***a

And we like b***hes with they own s**t

We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the f**k from me

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me

Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

Every n***a did you wrong except for me

I'm next to blow and so you should've been next to me

Say you lovesick girl I got the remedy

I'll give you long d**k and longevity

Don't settle for less or for infidelity

N***as ain't built like me

He can't bag and pipe and leave that p***y killed like me

Or even keep the business behind his lips like me

I got a hundred f**kin' problems

Good brain am I f**kin' with a scholar

Woodgrain I'ma grip it when I whip it

If I take a shot and brick it I'ma flip it

Thankful for my papa n***a taught me how to get it

Gotta make sure my brothers is eating I'ma split it

If she throw that p***y at me I'ma hit it

Pen Griffey but she won't get a penny no

Boy if you don't get

Young n***a young n***a

Your friends bad too

Then tell 'em come with you

'Cause I'm on witcha

And we like b***hes with they own s**t

We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the f**k from me

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me

Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

Hey

Godd**n

Hey

We don't like gold diggers

Godd**n I'm winnin' I'm winnin'

Godd**n I'm winnin'

Oh no