Video Homiesexual Ft Ty Dolla Sign by Daniel Caesar Letras

Daniel Caesar - Homiesexual Ft Ty Dolla Sign Lyrics

"Homiesexual" lyrics Daniel Caesar Lyrics "Homiesexual"

Heard you found someone else
To sleep next to you
Homie sexual
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're 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
Miss that booty clapping
Wish you were home

Take time to reminisce
I know that you're feeling it
You miss me a little bit
Blow me a little kiss
When you see me
Please believe me
I know you better maybe than you know yourself
Plus you see me everywhere that doesn't help

So let me be the person that's gonna notify you (notify you)
Despite your efforts I'm gon' end up back inside you
And you wouldn't have it any other way
Yesterday, tomorrow, always

Heard you found someone else
To sleep next to you
Homie sexual
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're fronting

'Cause I know you like it nasty
Can't put that shit past me
I'm grabbing your throat
But I really hope you're happy
Miss that booty clapping
Wish you were home

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Heard you found someone else
Still ain't even find yourself
Sitting in my hotel
Just calling and I noticed that your page on private
Why you hide yourself
Why my girl, I never meant to make you cry my girl
I know you that caught me in some lies oh well
I'm not perfect
It's some worser the people in churches
We ain't gotta do the back and forth with each other like a versus
'Cause it is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
And they can never love you, like I can
Love you like I can
Someone said they seen you with your new man

Heard you found someone else
To sleep next to you
Homie sexual
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're fronting

'Cause I know you like it nasty
Can't put that shit past me
I'm grabbing your throat
But I really hope you're happy
Miss that booty clapping
Wish you were home