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Intro
Chorus
You used to call my phone on a
Friday night
It's been ov
er twice, it's been over, we've been ov
er, yet
You a
lways called my phone on
a Friday night (Night)
It's been ov
er twice, it's been over, we've been ov
er
[Post-Chorus]
Don't you love a good flir
t with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out
a good cry, baby?
Ain't coming home on a Fr
iday night
I'm all good, my hips
still wine
Don't you love a good flir
t with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out
a— cry?
Ain't coming home on a Fr
iday night
I'm all good, my hips
still wine
Verse 1
You was almost like my safe haven, but you
ended up actin' up, baby
Barely together even, you always playi
n'
Now you hatin' 'cause what these
bitches be sayin'
Like, I ain't never took you
on vacation?
What gets me, they
stay hatin'
It's crazy 'cause you had everythin' the
y chasin', like
Somebody you can call on, a place
you can call home
until it went
all wrong, Shawty, yo
u on one
Chorus
You used to call my phone on a
Friday night
It's been ov
er twice, it's been over, we've been ov
er, yet
You a
lways called my phone on
a Friday night (Night)
It's been ov
er twice, it's been over, we've been ov
er
[Post-Chorus]
Don't you love a good flir
t with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out
a good cry, baby?
Ain't coming home on a Fr
iday night
I'm all good, my hips
still wine
Verse 2
I never knew a luh-luh-
luh, a love like this
Flood your contour, make
you blush like this
Fuck a friend zone when
you hug like this
Nibble on your ear, touch your butt like this,
we adjust like this
If God's a girl, then in God we trus
t like this
To be honest, niggas love lo
ve too
Shit, I gossip with my bitch like I'm You
ng Thug too
Dumb lungs on you, spun the h
air bun loose
Rightin' wrongs 'til they come with royalties
and pub too
(Where you at?)
At the house with it, watchin' Sin
ners
(Who you with?)
On the couch with my favori
te sinner
(Fuck that bitc
h) I was about to, but you con
vinced us
Should I deco
rate her walls or log off the Pi
nterest?
Uh, never too
late to meditate on emotional attachment
s
Even if I fall sho
rt from my distractions
Been missin' your
booty, lovin' on
your booty
Kissin' on your b
ooty, crushin' on
your booty
Remember
me? Iceberg jeans or the Trueys
Duckworth, you
know, street smart, but I'm goo
fy
Wait, you
must got a platinum record in th
e coochie
(I got a platinu
m plaque in the coochie)
Been missin' your
booty, lovin' on
your booty
Kissin' on your b
ooty, crushin' on
your booty
Chorus
You used to call my phone on a
Friday night
It's been ov
er twice, it's been over, we've been ov
er, yet
You a
lways called my phone on
a Friday night (Night)
It's been ov
er twice, it's been over, we've been ov
er
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