Jorja

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Bought her UGG boots for her birthday
That ain't mean shit she still cheated
Time to our self I guess it's what we both needed
I told her I love the chrome hearts with big pieces
Or a pennant with your name on it for many reasons
Call dropped, babe I thought we had a good connection
And love started to lag, she started lacking affection
I told her get right 'cause I ain't with the disrespecting
I'm the Shundor nigga coming from the south boy
She got fresh for the night like the Altoid
It's hollow for the night, yeah she living on the void
But I'm still the one she avoids
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
Pure adjustments, lost in the words
I can wander over yonder, Sonder what you heard
Wise words from Juice it's a gift and a curse
I told her send me merch, at sunrise we smirk I
I wanna keep loving with you
But you can't see what I see, and that's the issue
If you were in my shoes, you would have trust issues
Got the family in troupes with the vanity too
And the love is just loose, and I'm tied in the tangle
Wait, calm down
Now I'm thinking what I really want
Cause I never been the one to taunt
And also 'cause this shit is getting no fun
Deep down inside, I want a Jorja
Not one that just says from Georgia
Nice body Apple type call it Smith
The one that'll do my hair when I ask for the twist
I'm saying, damn, I want it
You can meet me at the alter
Growing up tough times without a father
Like why would I give up, 'cause I really want her
Never been to LA, but I'm gon charge her
I can take you to my chocolate factory Willy Wonka
Last year gar in my mouth don dada
Feeling good tonight, play big poppa
I won't even stop her uh, the don dada, the Don hustle
Stressing out, draining out like I'm pulling muscles
We cannot just tumble, the tears go to puddles
We cannot just crumble, they hear shit they tumble
They hear shit they tumble, they hear shit
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
We all want a Jorja
Open book to you, you can have it all
On your book, it was closed stashed away up in the library
I love you through the storm, always destined on the Halle Berry
Can you be mine? Will you marry?
Will you double-check, never scary
And I love you, and you love me
Love to Jorja, I mention a lot
Let that nigga f*ck up, then I'm taking his spot
Deep down inside, I want a Jorja
Not one that just says from Georgia
Nice body Apple type call it Smith
The one that'll do my hair when I ask for the twist
I'm saying, damn, I want it

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