Daniel Caesar - Homiesexual (가사/듣기)

 

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Heard you found someone else

To sleep next to you

Homiesexual, but girl, I ain't judging

I know you were sick of my shit

Found yourself a bitch

One that's celibate, but I know you fronting

'Cause I know you like it nasty

Can't get that shit past me

I'm grabbing your throat

But I really hope you're happy

Is that booty clapping?

Wish you were home

Take down and reminisce

I know that you're feeling it

You miss me a little bit

Blow me a little kiss

When you see me, please relieve me

I know you're bad, and, baby, then you know yourself

Flights to see me everywhere that doesn't help

So let me be the person that's gon' notify you ('fy you)

Despite your ever time, gon' end back beside you ('side you)

And you wouldn't have it any other way

Yesterday, tomorrow, always

Heard you found someone else

To sleep next to you

Homiesexual, but girl, I ain't judging

I know you were sick of my shit

Found yourself a bitch

One that's celibate, but I know you fronting

'Cause I know you like it nasty

Can't get that shit past me

I'm grabbing your throat

But I really hope you're happy

Is that booty clapping?

Wish you were home

Yeah, heard you found someone else

Still ain't even find yourself

Sitting in my hotel, just scrolling and I noticed that your page on private

Why you hide yourself?

Why, my girl? Never meant to make you cry, my girl

I know you caught me in some lies, oh well

I'm not perfect, it' some worser than people in the churches

We ain't gotta do that back and forth with each other like a Verzuz

'Cause it is what it is, and it ain't what it ain't

And they can never love you like I can, hey

Love you like I can, someone said they seen you with your new man

Oh, I heard you found someone else

Heard you found someone else (oh, I heard)

To sleep next to you, yeah

Homiesexual, but girl, I ain't judging (girl, I ain't judging)

I know you were sick of my shit (sick of my)

Found yourself a bitch (found yourself)

One that's celibate, but I know you fronting

'Cause I know you like it nasty

Can't get that shit past me

I'm grabbing your throat

But I really hope you're happy

Is that booty clapping?

Wish you were home