Mood Swings Song Lyrics
Oh, you ain’t know I could sing? (Oh, oh, oh)Hahaha (yeah)
Shorty a lil’ baddie (she a lil’ baddie)Shorty my lil’ boo thing (boo thing)And shorty got the fattyShorty be catching mood swingsEvery time I fuck without a rubberI nutted on the coversAnd I kept it undercover‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell (kiss and tell)
Every time I fuck, she call me daddyMy lil’ mama nastyI see the pussy through the panties (whatever you want)She taste like candyShe a queen, like NefertitiUh-oh, my lil’ mama sittin’ prettyAnd we be shoppin’ through the city (oh, oh)I gave her keys to the Bentley (whoa, whoa)Get off your knees, you don’t gotta cry to meI’m your best friend, baby, you don’t gotta lieI’ll get you everything that you want and you need from Chanel to CelineIt’s on you to decideValentino, yeah, I put you in the bestStart liftin’ up your dress, start kissin’ on your neck (oh no, no)Start rubbin’ on your butt, start massagin’ your breastsI ain’t wanna give you a baby just yet, so I backed out and nutted on your breastsI put you in an Uber (Uber) and sent you to your bed (oh)The very next day (oh), you sent me a text (oh)You pulled up to the crib and we did it again (oh, oh)
Shorty a lil’ baddie (she a lil’ baddie)Shorty my lil’ boo thing (boo thing)And shorty got the fattyShorty be catching mood swingsEvery time I fuck without a rubberI nutted on the coversAnd I kept it undercover‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell (ooh)
You know, I never found love until I looked into your eyes (into your eyes)First time blushin’, I ain’t even gon’ lie (ain’t even gon’ lie)Four rounds in, leavin’ bruises on your thighsYou the only bitch could make me spin off on the guysAnd the only bitch that make me wanna nut when I’m insideIt’s your vibe, leave with me you gettin’ highNone of these bitches fuckin’ with you even if they triedPussy on tsunami, I ain’t never felt it dryClose my eyes ‘fore I sleep, hope you be there when I wakeHonestly, I feel the vibe we have is greatAnd if there’s something in your mind, you can tell meAnd if I told you what’s on mine, would you help me?You gon’ see the bigger picture, it’s just gon’ take timeJust because you mineI’ma keep you lookin’ like a dimeAin’t no imperfections, girl, you fineBaby, what’s your sign?hope you ain’t against the slow grind(Work, work, it’s me and you) me and youKeep it silent, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t doThrough the storm, baby, we can make it throughWhy you actin’ brand new? You know you my lil’ boo thingGot up on my Birkin, it’s workin’She said she a virgin (it’s hurtin’)She my biggest fan, she always lurkin’She know I’m a man, I’ma put that work inI know she can’t stand me, I’m fancySo I’ma bring her out when I get my GrammyLate night sex, she can’t find her pantiesCouldn’t hold it in, now she need a Plan B
And shorty got the fatty (shorty got the fatty)Shorty be catching mood swings(Every time I fuck without a rubber)(I nutted on her covers)And I kept it undercover‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell