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• Artiste: Summer Walker
• Titre: Robbed You
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I start thinking I should rob all these niggas I should rob all these niggas I-I start thinking I should rob all these niggas I should rob all these- I should've known you wasn't all the way in it I should've known you wasn't standing on business If I waited for just another minute I would've been sinning Losing my mind for a second Playing with my time, my shit is precious I need all of that back and then some 'Cause with all the things you've done I should've robbed you (Oh, I) I should've popped you (Oh, I) Putting your trust in these no good bitches Could've had 'em on my payroll, swear they would've listened I could've robbed you (Oh, I) Hit a lick, could've got you (Oh, I) Putting your trust in these no good bitches Could've had 'em on my payroll, caught a niggas slipping, oh, I You ain't even think of that Be glad that I cared Be glad that I spared you I really should've robbed you 'Cause you was moving sloppy Looking like an easy lick, no, we are not the same Got them hoes all on the internet speaking on my name You think these bitches care for you These bitches, they just fans of you They living in a fantasy These bitches really fans of me I really could've robbed you Posted at your spot and took everything you got Aiming at your top, could've had you down bad Broad light in the day If you keep playing with fire, you gon' end up catching flames So I should've robbed you (Oh, I) I should've popped you (Oh, I) Putting your trust in these no good bitches Could've had 'em on my payroll, swear they would've listened I could've robbed you (Oh, I) Hit a lick, could've got you (Oh, I) Putting your trust in these no good bitches Could've had 'em on my payroll, caught a nigga slipping Gun to your head, I want you dead I want you to pay for the things that you did I hope it haunts you forever 'Cause every time I close my eyes, I can't forget you, oh It's so unfair, the memories it brought back But it's all good, remember when I fall back It's so damn hard ignoring what we've been through 'Cause I still get sentimental I should've robbed you I should've called them niggas I should've dropped your location and told them to pull up I should've let you go when I had the chance 'cause it's nothing but a bad romance