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Nobody feat. Kristal Cherelle

Album: Controlled Substance
By:
Drank Sinatra

Duration

3:37

Genres

R & B / Soul

Description

Drank Sinatra shows the polarizing progression of wanting to be and NOT wanting to be with someone; deciding at the end that LOVE conquers all!

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Lyrics

Ain't no point in u coming through Witchu havin this attitude The Great sex and heated arguments Just leaves us confused Feeling vulnerable and subdued I'm leaving it up to truth Not confident in your answers So you make the excuse About me having female friends While u talk to these other fools Who got numbers in your phone That no name is connected to. Doing all the shit you do I don't know what you expect We losing communication So All we do now is text You shouting out words in CAPS AND BLURTING OUT DISRESPECTS Now I'm Scrolling back through the messages In search of some depth I'm writing paragraphs I'm Guessing your response hasn't left On my screen it saying seen Like I'm talking to myself So I guess you sit and reflect And finally text that ur sorry How u wishing tht shit was different And Baby, please don't ignore me But I never got that text Cuz I blocked u from calling I think it's best I'm by myself because Cuz I don't wanna be wit nobody I need a woman who's heart Is rich just like dark chocolate Who don't respond to foolishness And act just like my patnas She ain't the one you disrespect But always thinks with logic Who's all about her cash And full of class when people watching... Just watch her She know her rings and watches Her Gianni Versace's A cone suer of couture Plus she's deep and she's conscious And real... I find beauty in her state of mind Her middle name must be patience The way she take her time And use the hands on the clock To hold a nigga dine... She treat me like a one of one There ain't no other kind But she aint goin fa all the lyin And keepin secrets though She ain't the type to go through phones She just go out the do' She needs that equal yoke With actions who can match her faith A lot women come and go But she a keeper mane And she can keep my name As Long as it's til the death Sickness and health Cuz I don't wanna be with nobody Sinatra

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