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So Forgetful Lyrics

from H.F.M.2 (Hunger For More 2)

"So Forgetful" is track #6 on the album H.F.M.2 (Hunger For More 2). It was written by Leslie, Ryan / Lloyd, Christopher Charles.
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Boy wonder, one summer, I was stunting
Winter falls when I cake more
Bag models and crush 'em
I ain't never been a cuffa and my lifestyle is custom
Chromy Cartier, carrot glare keep me hustlin'

Lamborghini sunk in, dimes humpin' in tight bikinis
When I'm out doin' somethin'
I know it's something for me to notice you
Problem is I'm thinking her too and ya crew

A girl smooth, got a body like a spur do
And I wanna cruise, hit gears to make this whole move
I'm so cool, ice grills for my cold jewels
Make my own rules, baby, I'ma finna rap in old school

She asked why should she, you think you special?
Hell fucking yeah, now come here, let me bless you
Hit yeah, no air hit you in the pretzel
And I don't remember how I met you, so forgetful

I deal with a lot of pretty girls
So, forgive me if I don't remember you
So, forgive me, girl, I'm so forgetful

There's too many New York City girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you
If I don't remember you, no

Wet spots on the mattress, champagne splashes
The diamond glasses, a couple backstage passes
And they find this, yeah, how did I get here
How we gettin' home, 'cause the niggaz gone

Get dressed, quick, grab by ass, grab my phone
Walkin' out alone, smellin' like chronic bag cologne
Drivin' home still drunk, hope they don't pull me
'Cause I'm driving with the pully and it's loaded fully, feel me?

Game tight, girl, I'm ain't a rookie, hear me?
I love chips, treat 'em like my family
And we got a thing for the light, ball out, fall out
Do the same thing tonight, flashbacks, ass claps

Goin' down long as she black jack
Weed up it, let's hope I can snap back
The last text I got says I missed you
I must of missed something, so forgetful

I deal with a lot of pretty girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you
Something about you makes me
Want to remember you, remember you

And there's too many New York City girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you
Forgive me if I don't remember you

Flight and planes, overseas
Don't be mad, you know my scenes
All at once, I'll be gone
If you miss me, play this song

I'll do me, you do you, it was good, girl
But we're through for now, yeah, so I bet ya
Girl, I bet ya, I'll forget ya

I deal with a lot of pretty girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you
Girl, forgive me if I don't remember you

And there's too many New York City girls
So, forgive me if I don't remember you
So, forgive me if I don't remember you

I deal with a lot of pretty girls
So, forgive me if I don't remember you
So, many faces, so many places
Said it's hard to track anyone

And there's too many New York City girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you
If I don't remember you

If I don't remember you
Said, I swear it's nothing new

Songwriters
LESLIE, RYAN / LLOYD, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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