Remi - Uh Uh I'm Gone lyrics

Bring it back [Intro] Bounce to my problems, uh Bounce to my problems, uh Bounce to my problems Uh huh huh Uh huh huh Uh huh huh Alright Jay, let's get this recording session started man I'm ready, woo! Oh hold on, two seconds, it's my girl, two seconds [Verse 1] Ring ring, it's my girlfriend in sync Just touching base Like Thundercat cat, she miss me Kisses and hugs She asks when I'm finishing up In the studio I tell her "My love, I'll be all night here I'll be spending all night here I've got some fly ideas," I wrote "In the hotels I've been staying in" So you know, yeah you know She says, "Cool" But her tone is icy cold And that's [?] So I go in politely like "Baby what's wrong? You know I want to spread you like dijon mustard But, not 'til I'm done With songwriting I'm getting busy doing my thing Even though you look so enticing I've gotta rap for my finances" She says, "That's bogus You're probably playing Assa**in's Creed with your bros or In someone with your clothes off And that sh** don't float That broken rubber duckies You better get used to tugging 'Cos you won't be getting lucky For a while dear Nuh uh Nope, not for a while dear I'm sick of these all nighters Hope I get to see my man" Ho ho, like Harley Davidson I'm backfiring saying "Girl, it's tiring having you On my case Like Sherlock Holmes and Watson In their prime, ah! This is my 9 to 5 How you think I'm wining and dining you? And taking you to the drive-ins? We're doing this sh** all the time And, I don't know why So you should cut it out Girl you need to cut it out She says, "I love you For the feelings you bring Don't give a f** about material things I don't care about your wheels Or movie reels you take me to see I just want you next to me when I sleep Hold me tight All night yeah Hold me tight All night yeah" And now she's crying on the other side of the line You know I feel the pressure Turn on my man, say Bounce down this session And we can finish next week He's like, SMH I'm like, SMD He's like, Come on mate Stop whining And tells me that I'm whipped And I can't deny it So I roll a cigarette Then I go home to her and it's like "*inhale* Damn, you got you got it bad"