Been A Minute Lyrics

Been a minute, I could tell you're interested the way you're grinning

Still the baddest round this bitch girl, you know you winning

Got a wife, yeah alright, I ain't finish sinning

I was round the way other, day must admit it

You was on a nigga mind, I'm like, what the business

She say, this a different time, I'm like, what's the difference

And I beg to differ, I'm the same diggum

Same nigga that was kissing with her sun missing

Get her to the room, make her come, same mission

Yeah, I know you miss it, kinda distant

Move away, that was long distance

In your town for the night, you should fuck with me

Bossed up, she say, yeah, boy, that's what it's giving

Mike Amiri in a Bentley, tryna see the city

Make them boys' head hurt when they see you with me

Diving in the head first, girl, you so tempted

She say, she ain't with the rebound shit, I get it

But I ain't ask who you dating, ask who your nigga

Looking like a meal, tryna have you for dinner

Got me hot, but I swear, she colder than the winter

Got these niggas fighting for you, okay, who the winner

Girls choosing lames, losing, what's the true agenda

Mad at me about the coochie, I knew he was tender

But we go way back, before you was in the picture

Leaving hickeys on her neck, get it from the back

She gon' put me on the tat, she in love with that

She got that fire, I ignite her like a fucking match

You know, opposites attract, and she got attached

Got her gone, it's gon' be hard for you to get her back

Nigga blowing up her phone, she ain't tryna chat

She just tryna get the dick, tryna take a nap

Wake up, do it again, and we recap

Cause on nights like this, nigga, throw nice dick

She make the pussy bite, make me bust every rip

Want that uptown jug, cause we hit and, don't miss

Send your, misses some kisses, and a Rollie on her wrist

Suck her neck, lick her clit, say she wanna be my bitch

Dipping in Dior, and she matching nigga fit

And she matching nigga mind frame, we into the same shit

Talking SLG, no lame shit

Own lane shit, ain't tryna be famous

Niggas tryna turn up, king came lit

Put my bitch on your bitch, we like the same shit

Go insane in that pussy on some sane shit

Sipping Wock, getting top, and the brain lit

Got a anaconda, make the fucking box spit

But she know I ain't with the drama, I'm just tryna hit

So tell your nigga you be back, nigga, don't trip

I like how she grip the tip with a vice grip

So good, on purpose, nigga, might slip

Fall in it, and you know a, nigga, ball in it

Fiending for it girl, that pussy keep calling me

Tryna buck my head up, say it's all for me

Got a hammer case, a bitch try offing me

And you know it ended awfully, vigilante but I fuck your bitch lawfully

Laid my law, now I got your girl calling me