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gelato - johnny 2 phones lyrics

(intro)
hey, hey
hey, hunna g on the beat
g on the beat, yeah
e on the beat
g on the beat, yeah
ayy

(hook)
i said you should see her pics
(hye, hey)
shawty like a model
(shawty like a what?)
just thinkin’ ’bout her hips
got me singin’ gospel
nah, she a bad b-tch
(bad b-tch, bad b-tch)
but she sweeter than gelato
and she just said she love me
i think that she lied though
(i think that she lied though)
‘cuz she could have just g-ssed it
how the f-ck would i know
and i really want her bad
(want her bad, want her bad)
i don’t wanna waste time though ya

(verse 1 – johnny 2 phones)
and look i do want a b-tch
but i just can’t have a b-tch
cuz i know how these hoes get down
man they ain’t loyal for sh-t
had my heart broken up once
ain’t tryna do that again
so i’m solo-dolo d-gg-n’ that’s a move ’til the end
and that’s that
but i can’t be alone forever
man that’s trash
but i’d rather be alone than cheated on that’s facts
like why we together if we cheatin’?
man that’s whack
(that’s whack)
‘cuz if you mine then you’re mine i don’t share hoes
i get protective and obsessive gotta be careful
like who you textin’?
whats that message?
‘cuz care yo
i know you hate it but baby that’s what i’m here for

(hook 2)
you should see her pics
(ayy, ayy)
uh, shawty like a model
just lookin’ at her hips
got me singin’ gospel
she a bad b-tch
(bad b-tch, bad)
but she sweeter than gelato
(she sweeter than gelato)
and she just said she love me
and i think that she lied though
she could have just g-ssed it
(g-ssed it, g-ssed it)
how the f-ck would i know?
(how the f-ck would i know)
and i really want her bad
(want her bad, want her bad)
i don’t wanna waste time though ya

(verse 2 – suave the don)
are you an angel girl?
i don’t know what to make of you
god must of took his sweet time when creatin’ you
you won’t see me chasin’ after hoes
i’d rather wait on you
the only one i want
that’s why these other b-tches hate on you
shawty sweet as russian cream
and wanna f-ck with me
once i put that rock on your ring finger
then you stuck with me
someone disrespect you
girl i got you
that sh-t fun to me
he ran in your dm’s
i pull up, i bet he run from me
and i know you prolly
heard that i’m grimy
f-ck all them stories
they don’t define me
new b-tches nightly
that sh-t get’s tiring
‘cuz i don’t wanna be a player
ayy

(outro)
you should see her pics
(ayy, hey, hey)
shawty like a model
(shawty like a what?)
lookin’ at her hips
just got me singin’ gospel
and she a bad b-tch
(bad b-tch, bad)
but she sweeter than gelato
and she just said she love me
i think that she lied though
(i think that she lied though)
‘cuz she could have just g-ssed it
(wait)
how the f-ck would i know?
(how the f-ck would i, would i)
and i really want her bad
(want her bad, want her bad)
i don’t wanna waste time though no

- johnny 2 phones lyrics

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