Rap

I turn my cheek, music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting ready to face you
Can call me obsessed

It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

I wish you didn’t have to post it all
I wish you’d save a little bit just for me
Protective or possessive (yeah)
Call it passive or aggressive

I turn my cheek, music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting ready to face you
Can call me obsessed

It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Rap

I turn my cheek, music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m turning ready to face you
Can call me obsessed

It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Oh, (that’s why)
I still get jealous
Oh, (that’s why)
I still get jealous