chrisette michele
charades
Boy, you're so sexy, you think you got it made You smile when you lie, get away from me You're talking out two sides of your face I'm supposed to go along, not OK I'm so guarded, I've been hurt, see I'm so cold, now someone burned me Yeah I like you, yeah you like me But I can see, your charades I can see, I can see, I can see, your charades I can see, I can see, I can see, oh You got me guarded like an army grenade Don't hurt me, I don't have what it takes If you wonder why I'm throwing you shade, your charades I like models, athletes, I like rappers I like different kinds of shapes, different swaggers Oh, oh, but I can see beyond a face and a kiss Oh, if something's deeper I'm so hard I won't miss I'm so guarded, I've been hurt, see I'm so cold, now someone burned me Yeah I like you, yeah you like me But I can see, your charades I can see, I can see, I can see, your charades I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see You got me guarded like an army grenade Don't hurt me, I don't have what it takes If you wonder why I'm throwing you shade I see, your charades Crossing the line is something I would never do Me and your brother We've been cool since back in middle school And now I'm thinking pitiful Two crosses on the spiritual I am counting dead presidents off in the living room Feeling you masseuse, yeah they call me Deuce That's short for seducing, introduce you to my coupe Coupe, this is baby! Baby, this is Coupe Those that acting shady, I put them in the caboose The end to the end, I'm talking me and you Who? Ain't no I, I hit it for like an hour Hit it like ow, she gon' need a towel And she like I! I can see, your charades Don't play me, I'm not a show I know you did it before I'm not that girl No, I'm not that broad Let's get along Respect me or get gone I ain't about that life dot com period I ain't about that life dot com period I can see, your charades I can see, I can see, I can see, your charades I can see, I can see, I can see your charades You got me guarded like an army grenade Don't hurt me, I don't have what it takes If you wonder why I'm throwing you shade, It's your charades