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Who You Seeing Tonight (feat. Kodak Black) letra


Let's go

Uh, who you seein' tonight?
Kind of breaks me now you're all alone
I could feel you when you're on the phone
What are you doin'? I guess nobody knows
Uh, who you seein' tonight?
Kind of breaks me now you're all alone
I could feel you when you're on the phone
What are you doin'? I guess nobody knows

Girl, what's on your agenda? Your schedule flexible?
You nothin' like [?] you dress up less
I just wish that Jessica would just forgive me
Give me one more chance, all I ask for, Jess
I ain't tryna be extra, but I just gotta let ya
My baby, you special and I ain't tryna pay
It don't make no sense to act like I don't text ya
We should be together, forget my game

We wake up and, baby, all better
Show me why she here for, here for, play for
Panties on the dresser, yes, sir, yes, sir
I just want it, yes, sir, yes, sir
She just want me next to her, caress her, bless her
[?] to confess her, 'fess her, 'fess
I just wanna flex her, flex her, flex her

Uh, who you seein' tonight?
Kind of breaks me now you're all alone
I could feel you when you're on the phone
What are you doin'? I guess nobody knows
Uh, who you seein' tonight?
Kind of breaks me now you're all alone
I could feel you when you're on the phone
What are you doin'? I guess nobody knows

I don't wan' harass ya, now the phone after
Hurry up, take me back 'cause I been goin' cray
What we fallin' back for? Fuck that, where you at, girl?
I'm finna call the pastor, anxious all day
It's something about that girl, know I'm so attracted to her
I'm so fuckin' mad 'cause she almost got away
I just wan' kidnap her, trap her, bag her
No more bein' casual, fly dates on private planes, ayy
We flew to the roof, forget the safe loot
Shottas off in the wall, I ain't go to [?]
I burn on too much 'cause I know what it do
She got me fucked up, everything that I'm losin'
Been everywhere, never seen nothin' this beautiful
'Fore I hit this ass, I'll stick the dick in this voodoo
I don't be feelin' this way, even my baby say
Breakfast in [?] and dinner in Switzerland
Nothin' simple 'bout the way I'm simpin'
Fuck it, I'm simpin' then, dinner in Switzerland
Let's spend Thanksgiving in Turkey, baby
You probably think I'm thirsty and I ain't goin' lie, I'm dehydrated

We wake up and, baby, all better
Show me why she here for, here for, play for
Panties on the dresser, yes, sir, yes, sir
I just want it, yes, sir, yes, sir
She just want me next to her, caress her, bless her
[?] to confess her, 'fess her, 'fess
I just wanna flex her, flex her, flex her

Uh, who you seein' tonight?
Kind of breaks me now you're all alone
I could feel you when you're on the phone
What are you doin'? I guess nobody knows
Uh, who you seein' tonight?
Kind of breaks me now you're all alone
I could feel you when you're on the phone
What are you doin'? I guess nobody knows

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