Tamar Braxton - Catfish (Lyrics)

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You slept on my couch before
I gave you some Good Love.. every night
I made sure you had everything that you wanted
Know this new chick your on
She dont do it right She dont do it right...

You ask for gas money cause you never had ya own
You on this new fish like I aint put you on

I aint trippin don't phase me now
I aint trippin don't phase me now

Baby I know the real you
Baby I know the real you
Baby I know the real you
Baby I know the real you

Don't flex
I know the real you
Don't flex
I know the real you
Baby don't flex
I know the real you
Don't flex

I know where you mama stay
You sister keep asking about me
Don't front for the gram bae
Them pictures be all about me
Something about you that I just cant explain
Got me all in my feelings
Why you playing this game
I was around I was down for you
And we both know its true
Why you acting brand new
Don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Baby don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Baby don't flex

Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
She's going to know the real you too

What's this about?
Trying to figure you out
How you flip it then change on me
You going make me go crazy
Acting like you weren't about me
I aint trying to work it out
Last thing im thinking about
You know least benz can both be out

My oh my you just lie
Why you gotta lie
You aint got a credit card or pot to piss or widow to throw it out

Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
She's going to know the real you too

Don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Baby don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Don't flex
Baby don't flex

Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
Baby I know the real you
Don't flex
She's going to know the real you too

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