​​miss me lyrics

by

Grill Z


[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
Yeah, it taste good like
Lemon squeeze, when she’s here with me
Won’t you come with me? Ayy, we got sights to see
But not truly rightfully, I know you mad at me
Gotta admit your love was probably bad for me
But let’s not forget about Plan B
I mean take a seat, go to the beach

[Refrain]
I don’t want to ride her face, said I’m on FaceTime
When I’m on FaceTime, she ride my face, and I gotta get up like Lofe
I don’t want to ride her face, said I’m on FaceTime
When I’m on FaceTime, she ride my face, and I gotta get up like Lofe
I don’t want to ride her face, said I’m on FaceTime
When I’m on FaceTime, she ride my face, and I gotta get up like Lofe

[Chorus]
Yeah, I hope she won’t miss me
Uh, you could call it love or whatever, I don’t know, man
I just hope she won’t miss me
Cause if she do, we got a problem
And she’ll miss me
Yeah, I hope she won’t miss me
Just hopes that she won’t miss me
Yeah, I hope she won’t miss me
Uh, you could call it love or whatever, I don’t know, man
I just hope she won’t miss me
Cause if she do, we got a problem
And she’ll miss me
Yeah, I hope she won’t miss me
Just hopes that she won’t miss me
Yeah, I hope she won’t miss me
Uh, you could call it love or whatever, I don’t know, man
I just hope she won’t miss me
Cause if she do, we got a problem
And she’ll miss me
Yeah, I hope she won’t miss me
Just hopes that she won’t miss me…
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