Damn Daniel (ft Yung Baby Tate)

Damn Daniel (ft Yung Baby Tate)

Bree Runway

Damn, keisha
What do you mean your ass saw me with another bitch?
You sure?
I know your eyes don’t be working like that anyway
Hello?

My name keisha, and I go college
Fuck with all the credit card scammers and the fraudsters
Got good brain but not much knowledge
That’s why I get my titties out when I’m with the scholars
See this face, never with the drama
These niggas jaw-dropping when I turn around and park it
I like bosses who handle all my problems
(Can you handle all my problems?)

That’s why I like dan, dan
Oh danny, he the man, man
He told my mama he got plans, plans
But he never post me on the ‘gram, ‘gram (damn!)
Danny switched it up, why he do me like that?
Don’t send me heart eyes, now he treat me like crap
Any itty-bitty problem, and he say I’m a lot
Thought I was numero uno, oh, he must’ve forgot

Say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
Yeah, say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
If you wanna get it, get it like that!

What’s up, it’s felicia, hi
Boys try to holler and I tell ‘em bye
I don’t really care how much they want me
I just let them fall like humpty dumpty
Crème of the crop on the top of the pile
I make a man’s heart stop with a wink and a smile
It’s been a while since I gave it a try
‘Cause I’ve been leaving them high and dry

Until I met dan, dan
Oh danny, he the man, man
He told my mama he got plans, plans
But he never post me on the ‘gram, ‘gram (damn!)
Danny switched up, danny flipped the script
Danny probably laid up with another chick
‘Cause any itty-bitty problem and he say I’m a lot
Thought I was numero uno but he must’ve forgot

He must’ve thought we were some dumb bitches or something
Let me tie up my weave
Uh uh, not before I pull this trick out my sleeve, haha!

Dan, dan
He thought he was the man, man
He didn’t know that we had plans, plans
Now he looking stupid on the ‘gram, ‘gram (damn!)

Say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
Yeah, say that shit, better watch your back
Better say that shit, better watch your back
Yeah, say that shit, better watch your back
If you wanna get it, get it like that!

If you fuck with him, he’ll fuck all your friends
If you fuck with him, he’ll fuck all your friends
If you fuck with him, he’ll fuck all your friends
If you fuck with him, he’ll fuck all your friends

Don’t, don’t don’t, d-don’t d-don’t
Don’t, don’t trust the man
I said you cannot trust the man
So baby, don’t you trust the man
Don’t, don’t don’t, d-don’t d-don’t
Don’t, don’t trust the man
I said you cannot trust the man
So baby, don’t you trust the man
(Man, man, man, man)

Gucci (ft Maliibu Miitch)

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