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I Thought (feat. Inayah Lamis) Lyrics


Dj Chose I Thought (feat. Inayah Lamis)




[Intro]
DJ Chose
Mhm, yeah yeah

[Bridge: DJ Chose]
Started out deep, don't got the same homies
Niggas hood hoppes with slains on me
Bitches took my love, yeah shame on me
You wanna surprise me, don't change on me

[Chorus: DJ Chose]
I thought you supposed to f..ck with me, not f..ck over me
I thought you supposed to ride with me, not run over me
One day you telling me it's love, then you over me
Bitch, I swear you do me worse than these hoes do me
I thought you supposed to f..ck with me, not f..ck over me
I thought you supposed to ride with me, not run over me
I thought we supposed to be together, then you broke on me
How the f..ck you do me worse when you close to me

[Verse 1: DJ Chose]
Think it's a game, playing me like NBA
Told you don't go, bitch you left me anyway
Threw out my heart, left it on that Inner State
Bitch you cold, bitch you good like Golden State
And tell them niggas, man they sideways
I could've played them niggas five way
I'mma keep it moving 'cuz my time pays
Don't make me go back to my slime days
Look bitch, I'm richer every friday
But I just pray to God to keep my vibe safe
How the f..ck you switch up and go lame on me
When I was talking time, why you put the blame on me
Niggas said I did dirt, ain't no stain on me

[Chorus: DJ Chose, DJ Chose & Inayah]
I thought you supposed to f..ck with me, not f..ck over me
I thought you supposed to ride with me, not run over me
One day you telling me it's love, then you over me
Bitch, I swear you do me worse than these hoes do me
I thought you supposed to f..ck with me, not f..ck over me
I thought you supposed to ride with me, not run over me
I thought we supposed to be together, then you broke on me
How the f..ck you do me worse when you close to me

[Verse 2: Inayah]
Inayah Lamis, nigga
My nigga, my nerve, yeah we go way back
They called my homie but now we ain't that
I used to run get the ice, you get the cognac
You ever f..ck over me, you gon' regret that
And I hate to praise the fame 'cuz it cost too much
And I don't tell these bitches nothing 'cuz they talk too much
Yeah, we chasing a dream but looking what it's costing us
Lil' nigga ready to win, I done lost enough
Now I'm living the high life
Sippin' mai tais on a private flight
Sittin' courtside with my cool guys, yeah
They really hate me, I can see it in their eyes
Used to love me but it died and it ain't surprise

[Bridge: DJ Chose]
Started out deep, don't got the same homies
Niggas hood hoppes with slains on me
Bitches took my love, yeah shame on me
You wanna surprise me, don't change on me



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