Does She Love Me Lyrics - Breakfast - Chiddy Bang

Is he moving too fast? Is she moving too slow? 

She telling me that I'm silly, but I'm only 2-0 

And it sucks that she just want to be friends with me 

I try to put her on where I'm at mentally 

I'm full of energy 

At times I need a remedy 

For lack of things that interest me 

But still her body is tempting me 

She just keep rejecting me 

Why she keep stressing me? 

Screaming like "Don't touch me b****, I don't got leprosy" 

Maybe we wasn't meant to be 

But I was down Bonnaroo, Tennessee 

In the RV, I can shut down a stage 

Casey had the veggies on the bus, we smoked a pound of haze 

Digress the tree can cold stress 

When you feeling a bad b****, but she showing you no interest 

Sending letters with no address 

And she never gon' get it so let it rest 

Does she love me? 

No sir 

Does she want me? 

No sir 

I think she hates me 

What has she done for me lately? 

Does she love me? 

No sir 

Does she want me? 

No sir 

I think she hates me 

What has she done for me lately? 

I'm high with no intent to land 

I seem to fall for the girls with the short attention spans 

Who just wanna rendezvous 

I would take her on a date, to a nice restaurant 

But I got too much on my plate 

Said I'm here for a day 

She hit me three hours late 

Found out I left the city, bet she had the sour face 

Told her I would kick it with her whenever I return 

But that was based on the premise that she was my concern 

Searching for serious, life 

Then I was fast 

Had me speeding on this racetrack, furious 

The kinda chick, the fliest n**** in the school he had her 

But eff that, I'm trying to focus on what truly matters 

I like em usually bad, always on punishment 

Having a conversation, wishing I could punish it 

And why the fantasy so far from the truth, huh? 

Running in circles playing Duck, Duck, Goose, huh? 

We take the s*** any slower, then we gonna hold up traffic 

Only hit the blunt once, then she f***in' pa** it 

I knew we wasn't compatible 

Quarterback my feelings to the side, that's a lateral 

I wish that I could be satisfied 

I wish you would let me have a try 

But there's a problem with you and I 

Now it's Chi-town, do or die