Serban Ghenea - Grown & Sexy lyrics

He be playing you like you was a drive-thru (Looking for that quick love to go) I wonder when was the last time he held you (I bet you don't even know) He barely talks to you Bet he don't even know your number Got you on auto-dial Still he ain't called in awhile (Its all about the clubs right?) (His clothes, its all about himself, that's how he rolls) Ain't like you need a reason to believe him Well I got ten for you girl [Chorus] One, because I'm grown and s**y Two, because I know much more Three, you know I got whatcha missin' (Unless you give me credit for my number four) Five, cause I don't need your money Six, I got a real good job Seven, I got cash Eight, I got a crib (Even got a diamond if you're down for it) Nine, is cause I know you better than you know yourself Ten is cause I'm grown and s**y (like nobody else) How you affordably get in that apartment (When he don't even want a job) The player don't amount to nothing (He still living with his moms) He only comes to you whenever he be needing something You know he's running game on you Cause all that player do . . (Its all about his world, its all that he knows) (Its not about you girl, that's how he rolls) Ain't like you need a reason to believe him Well I got ten for you girl [Chorus] One, because I'm grown and s**y Two, because I know much more Three, you know I got whatcha missin' (Unless you give me credit for my number four) Five, cause I don't need your money Six, I got a real good job Seven, I got cash Eight, I got a crib (Even got a diamond if you're down for it) Nine, is cause I know you better than you know yourself Ten is cause I'm grown and s**y (like nobody else) [Bridge] Baby come and go with me Come and share my world (Share my world) He can't give you half the things I can give you girl Things like love because I'm grown and s**y Or understanding, I do it all for you You don't need reason to believe him Well I got ten for you [Chorus x 3] One, because I'm grown and s**y Two, because I know much more Three, you know I got whatcha missin' (Unless you give me credit for my number four) Five, cause I don't need your money Six, I got a real good job Seven, I got cash Eight, I got a crib (Even got a diamond if you're down for it) Nine, is cause I know you better than you know yourself Ten is cause I'm grown and s**y (like nobody else)