Special Lyrics

All that starting at me and shit

Why you over there all getting fired up

Nigga, you making all them bitches at my job have a reason to sit up there laughing at me

Girl, you better calm the fuck down before I come over there and slap the shit out of you

Nigga, you ain't gone do shit

Shit. Shit. Shit

I mean, can we be grown today? Like, I'm just saying

I'm just saying, we been beaten round the bush for a long time now

I'm bout tired of sweepin' this shit up under the rug

I got some shit to get up on my chest

I think it's time we speak the mind.

I hate the feeling you leave. Sometimes you go too soon

Could never get enough of you. Some days I play the fool

And I act like I don't notice

On me you just don't focus

Some days we lit and it go down

Other days you leave me hopeless

Why I don't feel special

Hold me and don't let go

I love the way you fuck me

I love it when it echo

And I know that I'm special, of course

But I'm hoping you can show me some more

Look, cause you know I'm your shorty

I hate when you ignore me

And I'm so independent, but love it

When you do it for me

When you gone, I'll be missing your love

But lately you just got me fucked up

It's like you limited your time

Stop text messaging, goodnight

Barely pull up in that white parking lot

Be looking dry

Feeling like you done forgot about me

Keep it a hunnit. Do you got somebody

Tell me what's the issue

Why you don't come over

Why you be so distant

Why you can't stay longer

Why you don't treat me special no more

Why you don't treat me special no more

Tell me what's the issue

Why you don't come over

Why you be so distant

And why you can't stay longer

Whynyoundont treat me special no more

Why you don't treat me special no more

Can I ride shotgun with daddy like I used to do

Can you slap him on my fatty till it's juicy fruit

Say you love me and that you mean it, say Brittney I ain't never leavin

Tell me that I'm the reason they hatin' cause we the meanest

Like, tell me that you like that shit and I'm still that bitch and there ain't no other

Tell me that you need me too and there ain't no room for lame or sucka

I ride, you ride, I cry, they die, two of a kind

My piece at night, black Bonnie and Clyde

I'm a real ass bitch, you a certified boss nigga

Fuck around and get fired it'll be your lost night

You was up next for promotion, position I just opened

Started off outspoken but now we wishin' and hopin' like..