Video de: Jealousy Lyrics Aliimah » Lyrics Fox.MusicaDe.Win

Aliimah - Jealousy Lyrics

[Intro: Aliimah]
Jealousy, jealousy
Jealousy, jealousy
Jealousy, jealousy

[Verse 1: Aliimah]
You may come try to disturb my peace
But ion associate with a Bach' of you hoes to a degree
I put fire on they back, I don't desist, they deceased
Bitches shit talk like they don't carry disease
I don't know if it's the titties that got these bitches real tight
They sleep on me, recumbent, I ride the beat like a real bike
When thesе bitches gossip bout me, do that feel right?
I can go so hard and have somе fun when I feel like
Stayed tune, I came with that fuckin gas, bitch I'm automotive
These bitches ran thru in the game, yeah they locomotive
Bitches in they feelings, it's so giving emotive
Like what was the reason, what the fuck is these bitches' motive?
I'm the shit, I'm the type to get a bitch pissed
Every time I write a song, yeah, that bitch hits
Call me a bitch, but I'm that, who that bitch is?
And I ain't singing, so y'all betta watch y'all mothafuckin pitches

[Chorus: Aliimah]
You bitches offbeat, stay tryna find the melody
Ain't listen to the music that you are tryna sell to me
Rap bitches got niggas that play infidelity
Still tryna understand why these bitches got jealousy
"So Aliimah, what the fuck you really tellin me?
If you got mad bars, wouldn't that become a felony?"
I'd be behind bars, and you'd still be tryna find the beat
Still tryna understand why these bitches got jealousy
[Verse 2: Dano]
Aliimah, listen
Let me tell you why these bitches ain't fucking with you
You push your pen so hard, they think they gotta come against you
And then these silly bitches think that they can come and diss you
But ain't it funny how they never seem to press the issue?
Yeah all these niggas pump fake
That's why I find it so amusing how I make these niggas pump breaks
I never ever had to question why they can't take
Cause how you gon delegate what you can't make?
Well excuse me, but I have to laugh
How you plan to get by doing half the math?
You can't aim for a target, scoping half the graph
You ain't getting paid for only doing half the task
Too many slips only leads to the aftermath

[Chorus: Aliimah]
You bitches offbeat, stay tryna find the melody
Ain't listen to the music that you are tryna sell to me
Rap bitches got niggas that play infidelity
Still tryna understand why these bitches got jealousy
"So Aliimah, what the fuck you really tellin me?
If you got mad bars, wouldn't that become a felony?"
I'd be behind bars, and you'd still be tryna find the beat
Still tryna understand why these bitches got jealousy
[Outro: Aliimah]
Jealousy, bitch
Group chat shakin bitch
Now I can see why you dirty bum bitches got jealousy