Doubt Lyrics

I did it all, girl I did you right

You call my phone all the way through the night

I gave my all, bae I did you right

I gave my all, bae I did you right

But somethin' is telling me that you ain't fuckin' with me

Loving and touching you, baby I feel you the one

But I don't know if you feelin' me

And I'm wrong, so I write this song

Baby why you do me wrong

I love you so I write this song

Love you so I sing this song, oh

She say she ready for me and deep down

That I'm thinkin' lil baby I'm geeked

And I wish that I could say that I love

But I know that you lying to me lil' baby you tweaked

And I feel like you string me along

And I'm tired of that shit so don't hit up my phone

And I'm knowing I never did wrong

I feel like you're lying to me little baby I'm done

The fuck am I supposed to say?

Need you right here and you're there and that shit ain't okay

At a loss I don't know what to say

I feel like I love you but baby you play in my face

Like damn, thinkin' when I was the man

Feelin' like I had a plan, damn, damn

We can do it mornin', evenin' through the night

We can take it fast and slow and side to side

We can do it mornin', evenin' through the night

We can take it fast and slow and side to side

Like oh, baby you know that I'm numb

I feel like you know that I know you're the one

I feel like you usin' me, playin' me dumb

And I'm reminiscing, fantasizing 'bout when we was kissing

You know that it's your body, I miss the feelin'

And whenever I'm in it, you know I'm killing, wait

Woo, I swear I'm in love with the way that you move

Swear I be standing there lookin' at you

No I don't know what to do

No I don't know what to do, no

I be doin' this shit out of spite

Fuck all them niggas and fuck who you like

Don't give a fuck if we fight

Long as we done I make love to you right

Don't fuck with a nigga like me

Air Force 1's and a blood white tee

You fuck with my bitch and I'm upping my heat

You niggas is lame can't do it like me, wait

I got a motherfuckin' K

I got a F&N I'ma aim at yo' brain

I don't give a fuck what they say

I got a perc and I'm popping this shit just like a brake

I be ballin' and shit just like Ja

Got me a stack a papers, niggas know that I'm high

And I'm puffin' his pack, za

Empty the clip in his head niggas know that I'm raw