Rocabye Love - Cap 1, Verse Simmonds

Say you ain’t even my main girl, tell me why you cuffin'

Cause' I gave what you gave me, so I don’t owe you nothin'

Said I ain’t tryin' to pay your bills, oh no no.

You thinkin' that you gon' play me, you got another thing coming.

So Rocabye Love, Rocabye Love

She gave me what I gave her, so I don’t know why she trippin'

And she ain’t even my main girl, so I don’t even be listenin'

Both phones ringing off the hook, I’m a bad bitch prescription

I get her going that molly water that manifex her addiction

She addicted to what the dick did, but I don’t like the bitch no difference

And all my women be cinderella’s, bunch a bad bitches no slippers

You hungry you text her you kiss her you miss her I diss her I pay no attention

I tell that bitch go get some money I’m coming in later I’ll be there to get it

Got a new Vic imma put it in the Trio, me against two like a nigga playing

Cee-Lo

Keep it 100 like a nigga was a C note, money got you but she won’t get me though

Nigga I’m flat footed we back to it, no arches that’s pimp talk

No wine and dine and just bump and grind and I’ll fuck the bitch like a nympho

Rocabye Love, Rocabye Love

Last night met a bad bitch, she was more than average

We was all on each other, we was all on them couches

Drunk on that Goosay, mixin' it with that Rozay

Pop a pill and she okay, drop it low I’m like okay

Ahhhhhhh she came back to my room

You know she did, everything she said she wouldn’t do

You know she gave me everything that she don’t give to you

And when we done I told the bitch don’t get too comfortable

Now she texting me, she calling me, she blowin' my shit up

I’m too busy getting this money baby, I ain’t got the time to slow up

I ain’t trying to pay your light bill or that condo to your truck

And I know what you expected but it’s Rocabye to that love

Rocabye Love, Rocabye Love

Hey look!

Thinkin that she gon' play me, got another thing coming

Told her she my main squeeze, we just coolin' and fuckin'

Hide the keys so I can’t leave, told the bitch she frontin'

Panoramic in the panomera on Forgiato’s I’m stuntin'

She know she never my main thing, she take me back she jealous

Smother me till I can’t breathe, never see me with her in public

Versace loafers on everything, got the same shit on my Skully

Southside niggas stay fresh, told the bitch to call me Dougie

And I don’t know if it’s the swag nigga but a bunches still love me

Got bottles coming with sparkles on it, Ciroc boy like Puffy

Got Tasha, got Toya, got Kesha, got Lisa, got Shana, got Tia, got Mia, got Mya

My rims look too big they don’t fit on no tires

She think I’m in love cause that pussy that fire, gone

Say you ain’t even my main girl, tell me why you cuffin'

Cause' I gave what you gave me, so I don’t owe you nothin'

Say I ain’t tryin' to pay your bills, oh no no.

You thinkin that you gon' play me, you got another thing coming.

Rocabye Love, Rocabye Love