J.O. (Artist) - Cry Me lyrics

Verse (KaBoo) Type of n***a that sh** don't really mean much to If you wanted love I'd be the last one you should come to Talk, gossip, and chatter, man them things don't even matter Taking down all of this Hennessey is punishing my bladder But my liver good, they ain't know a n***a could Paint pictures with words, brush me off I wish a n***a would I wish they could, let me f**in talk Like a bomb a n***a drop down Used to be so small, I be that Oga at the top now Rock now, rock now, rocking with the gawdly ones You not? Cry me a river, baby, honestly that's awfully dumb Working till the job is done, struggle till it's time for fun Temptation all around me dawg I'm telling you I tried to run Away from all the sin, Bombay brand covers my gin Uncle Jack covers my whiskey and her lips cover my chin Hope her lipstick don't make a print, woh She stay up on my tip doe Body like a trophy, I'm surprised it do not drip gold Winding on that strip pole, watch her body dip low I'm gazing as I sip slow, what the f** is going on? This liquor is a trip yo, I'm grinding on my sh** doe I'm trying just to rip flows, and writing till my sh** blow Hook (2x) Cry me a river, I see the water drip down Call me a sinner, I watch her as she strip down Swallow dilemmas, my liver hold the liq down Liver hold the liq down, liver hold the liq down Verse (J.O.) Whatever suits your kama sutra, I just watch you hit your zan We met back in high school back in homeroom talking way back when We met back in college when we was freshman n' wasn't drinking yet What was we dreaming of...What was we thinking then? Think I fell in love, things fall apart and now I'm pouring up Riding solo, SoCo Coca Cola in my solo cup Polo collar popped it up, 151 we shot it up sh** got real n' real quick, all the feels we bottled up (KaBoo) *My soul is tired, this girl got no attire I'm drinking absinthe till I'm absent, my throat's on fire Ask her what she gon do she said "anything my soul desires" Anything my soul desires, anything my soul desires* Really did give it my best shot Master Chief with that headshot Tears drops all in my chef pot, stir it Really not a player I just crush a lot, heard it Heart in a box I'm on the move a lot, working Three course dinner time... serpent serving apple pie She stay on the team cause the way she twerk She earned it she could spend the night.....Spend the night I swear it's love at first sight when that vision is for everclear Drinking til we disappear Or the Remy Martin reappear Now we outta here, the bottles gone we outta here (KaBoo) *My soul is tired, this girl got no attire I'm drinking absinthe till I'm absent, my throat's on fire Ask her what she gon do she said "anything my soul desires" Anything my soul desires, anything my soul desires* Hook