Crooked, 20/30

::I know you’re lyin
‘Cause your lips are movin
Tell me do you think I’m dumb?
I might be young
But I ain’t stupid
Talking round in circles with your tongue
I gave you treble, you gave me sweet talk
Saying how I’m your number one
But I know you’re lyin
‘Cause your lips are movin
Baby, don’t ya know I’m done::

i should have known
when you keep selling
you, yourself have a hard time believing
what your tongue is spraying
how many different ways
can you tell me facts that never change

years for me you were hunting
but i was being cautious
of your advances
your reputation made you daunting
like a politician moving
wolf in sheep’s clothing
got all the up-and-coming skeptical of your whole being

::Boy, look at me in my face
Tell me that you’re not just about this treble
You really think I could be replaced?
Nah… I come from outer space
And I’m a classy girl
I’m a hold it up
You full of something but it ain’t love
And what we got is straight overdue
Good luck finding somebody new::

no matter what your business is doing
your actions are toxic
Free is the only way you be rocking
so your mind
you truely lost it
i’m taking my kids
on stage, mics we be dropping
giving you connections, i will be stopping
good luck in NY, tryna be footprinting
baby, each borough
got my number
blackballed you becoming

::if your lips are moving, if your lips are moving
If your lips are moving, then you’re lyin’, lyin’, lyin’, babe::(x2)

The elite tried to warn me
but i wanted you to be brand new
different time, different life
different situation, different scenes
Grant game money tight
Renigging on a promise, tho
that ain’t right

::Hey, baby, don’t you bring them tears
‘Cause it’s too late, too late, babe, oh
You only love me when i bring the dollars there
You’re so two-faced, two-faced, babe, oh

:If your lips are moving, if your lips are moving
If your lips are moving, then you’re lyin’, lyin’, lyin’, babe: (x2)


Song lyrics from “Lips are Moving” by Meghan Trainor

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