COPACABANA

This ain’t child’s play
Nah this is so outlandish
Yeah

I’m with MESS and it’s bless
Issa cheque It’s success
Coming home so she undress
How many times I left that wet?
She don’t know I keep two phones that’s one for Keisha and one for Lisa
Where you going I don’t know but I won’t tell you if I’m gon’ leave you

I’m with MESS and it’s bless
Issa cheque It’s success
Coming home so she undress
How many times I left that wet?
She don’t know I keep two phones that’s one for Keisha and one for Lisa
Where you going I don’t know but I won’t tell you if I’m gon’ leave you

It’s romantic (it’s romantic)
The way slide on you I keep it fancy (skrrt skrrt skrrt)
This ain’t childs play
This is so outlandish (outlandish)
She a dancer she ain’t got no manners (no manners)
Copacabana but we don’t no cameras (no cameras)

Issa 6 feet (dead)
Issa 3 peat (yeah)
She can stay as long she can keep that Fiji (keep that wet)
Look like Stevie (just like Stevie)
She can’t see me (she can’t, where)
Keep her leaking, I make it look easy damn
Cut the nonsense off do you love me? (damn)
You a hot head I like when you get ugly (okay damn)
I’m not your friend I’m not your guy i’m not your buddy
But you know where to find me (yes)

I’m with MESS and it’s bless
Issa cheque It’s success
Coming home so she undress
How many times I left that wet?
She don’t know I keep two phones that’s one for Keisha and one for Lisa
Where you going I don’t know but I won’t tell you if I’m gon’ leave you

I’m with MESS and it’s bless
Issa cheque It’s success
Coming home so she undress
How many times I left that wet?
She don’t know I keep two phones that’s one for Keisha and one for Lisa
Where you going I don’t know but I won’t tell you if I’m gon’ leave you
But I won’t tell you if I’m gon’ leave you

(Time left for, games nah)

Got no time left for games think im ready for trust
Ain’t no time of the day I’m not thinking about us
I’ll be done with those days
Where I put you through pain
Adding fire to flame again
Yeah please no I don’t mean to be so rude, so rude
These pictures keep reminding me of you, of you
I’m stuck between a choice I cannot choose
I swear I’m trynna fix all that we lose woah
Mile long, feel like the distance me and you been feeling sound soft
But I’ll be honest I ain’t lying nor am I wrong
I need you more than ever
Tell me if this forever
You know I’m always ready