Rebuke
Giving up, I refuse
That's the type of feeling I rebuke
My bitch, like your lips, brand new (oh-oh-oh)
And it's only 'cause we couldn't get through it (oh-oh)
Come ride (on and on)
Inside this love with me
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, come ride
And there's fuckshit going on, I'm sick, no, I'm not
Can't eat, Ramadan, kiss that, better than
Anybody that you'd ever meet (oh-oh-oh)
I'm the type that you remember when you go to sleep
The Kourt-Kourtney, Scott Disick divorcee (shee)
My ordeals might owe fees, part ways like McCartney (true)
Match made in heaven like Ja Rule, Ashanti
But for us, it's rough, I'm writing like this 'cause I want peace (shh)
Excuses soundin' like, "I need to find myself" (huh)
Just admit that this ain't workin', no respect was dealt (huh)
Can't even lie, it hurt me to see you with someone else (it's true)
But I know movin' on is better than to sit and dwell (shee)
Giving up, I refuse
That's the type of feeling I rebuke
My bitch, like your lips, brand new (oh-oh-oh)
And it's only 'cause we couldn't get through it
Come ride (on and on)
Inside this love with me
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, come ride
And there's fuckshit going on, I'm sick, no, I'm not
Can't eat, Ramadan, kiss that, better than
Anybody that you'd ever meet (oh-oh-oh)
I'm the type that you remember when you go to sleep, mm-hmm
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, come ride (on and on)
Inside this love with me
That's the type of feeling I rebuke
My bitch, like your lips, brand new (oh-oh-oh)
And it's only 'cause we couldn't get through it (oh-oh)
Come ride (on and on)
Inside this love with me
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, come ride
And there's fuckshit going on, I'm sick, no, I'm not
Can't eat, Ramadan, kiss that, better than
Anybody that you'd ever meet (oh-oh-oh)
I'm the type that you remember when you go to sleep
The Kourt-Kourtney, Scott Disick divorcee (shee)
My ordeals might owe fees, part ways like McCartney (true)
Match made in heaven like Ja Rule, Ashanti
But for us, it's rough, I'm writing like this 'cause I want peace (shh)
Excuses soundin' like, "I need to find myself" (huh)
Just admit that this ain't workin', no respect was dealt (huh)
Can't even lie, it hurt me to see you with someone else (it's true)
But I know movin' on is better than to sit and dwell (shee)
Giving up, I refuse
That's the type of feeling I rebuke
My bitch, like your lips, brand new (oh-oh-oh)
And it's only 'cause we couldn't get through it
Come ride (on and on)
Inside this love with me
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, come ride
And there's fuckshit going on, I'm sick, no, I'm not
Can't eat, Ramadan, kiss that, better than
Anybody that you'd ever meet (oh-oh-oh)
I'm the type that you remember when you go to sleep, mm-hmm
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, come ride (on and on)
Inside this love with me
Credits
Writer(s): Louis Kevin Celestin, Leon Ware, Richard Rudolph, Adam Amine Daniel, Marcio Hilton Fragoso Borges, Salomao Borges Filho, Minnie Riperton
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