Over My lyrics
by Yhapojj
[Intro]
Mhm, you're listening to YhapoJJ
(Phew)
Fast Track', in a fast Track', yeah
In a fast Track', go
[Chorus]
Fast Track', in a fast Track', yeah (Fast Track')
Love you and I love ya, yeah (And I love ya, I really love ya)
In a fast Track' (I f*cking love you), fast Track', in a fast Track' (In a fast Track'), yeah
I love you and I love ya, yeah, uh-oh-ooh (And I love ya)
Fast track, in a fast track
Living vision when the motherf*cking time stop (Motherf*cking time stop)
The time stop and the time stop (The time stop)
I can't be doing crime with n*ggas 'cause they drowned out (They motherf*cking drop stop)
They dropping dimes n*gga drowned out (Motherf*cking drowned out)
I tell these n*ggas, "Get the f*ck away from me, you stupid mall cop"
(You stupid mall cop)
Mall cops, mall cop
Tell this ho she f*cking with a n*gga, let me [?]
I'm in the booth right now, makin' this song (I'm makin' this song)
Tch, tch, tch, tch (I'm makin' this song)
All alone, I'm in the studio right now, and I'm makin' songs (I made this song)
Thanksgiving right now, and I'm all alone (I'm all alone)
And I'm all alone
It's Thanksgiving right now, and I'm all alone (All alone, I said I'm all alone)
Yeah, Thanksgiving right now feel so all alone (Feel so all alone)
But n*ggas out right now, in they own home
But n*ggas with they family or they alcohol (Ooh)
Apologize for not bein' able to make it (Make it home), to the house (To the house)
I apologize not bein' able just to, make it, to the house (Just to make it, to the house)
And I really apologize, 'cause, I didn't make it (I didn't make it), to the house (To the house)
I really apologize, 'cause I didn't, I didn't make it, to the house (I didn't make it to the house)
I really apologize 'cause I, didn't make it, to the house (I didn't make it to the house)
All you n*ggas fakin', run 'em down (n*gga really fakin')
n*gga really fakin', get him out (These n*gga really fakin')
n*gga really fakin', get 'em out (These n*gga really fakin')
Fakin', kick him out (These n*gga really fakin')
Where you be at? b*tch I'm in her mouth, yeah (These n*gga really fakin')
Yeah, where you be at? n*gga, in her mouth
[Verse]
I'm walkin' on the stage and I know you love
Everything I, I walkin' out the crib and I know you here (And I know you)
But I still walk by (I walk by)
I'm grabbin' through your hair
Tell me everything that we did again (That we did again)
I'm tellin' you it's sweet (Tellin' you it's sweet)
You tellin' me everything that you want me to see (You want me to see)
[Chorus 2]
Do you remember, when we first met? (Do you remember when we first met?)
Do you remember what I first said? (Do you remember what I first said?)
Do you remember what we first had? (Do you remember what we first had?)
Do you remember when we first was sad? (Do you remember when we first was sad?)
Do you remember when we first ate? (Do you remember when we first ate?)
Do you remember on the first date? (Do you remember on the first date?)
Do you remember all the worst days? (Do you remember all the worst days?)
Do you remember all my worst days? (Do you remember all my worst days?)
I know I leave you in the worst way (You know I leave you in the worst way)
I know they left me in the worst way (I know they left me in the worst way)
You people tellin' me they love me if it's so fake
You people tellin' me they love me if it's so fake (And it's so fake)
Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho days
Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho ways
Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho days
Yeah, and f*ck on you
Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho days
Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho ways
Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho way
My n*ggas so paid
I thank God every morning, I get so paid
I wake up and get to workin', I get to it
It's time to get paid
[Outro: Chantal Kreviazuk & DJ Screw]
Right, woo
I know you don't love me, baby
They're trying to take you away from me
Only over my dead body, oh
Three in the morning, still going down