Lyrics of 'Over You (feat. Stefflon Don)' by Ray BLK

Oh, hey

All cried out, ain't got nothin' left, stuck with the memories all in my head
Hurts so bad, but I gotta get over you, over you
Took you back, that was my mistake, if you're a player then you'll never change
Same old shit, now I know what I gotta do, gotta do
Said, "No, no, no, no, not ramping tonight"
Six-inch heels and dress fit me tight
Grab ah man and then dutty whine, you won't see me cry

I found a cure on the dance floor, no reply when you're texting me
Yeah, the rhythm is my remedy, I'm getting over you
I found a cure on the dance floor, see you calling, and I press declinе
What's in my cup? Yeah, watch me whine, I'm gеtting over you

Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
Everybody do the run one time
Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
I'm getting over you

You want suttin weh yuh cyant have (cyant have)
Yuh know say you fucked up bad
You keep on callin' me (you keep on)
Can you stop callin' me?
Callin', callin', callin' (you keep on)
Fallin', fallin', fallin' (you keep on)
You can keep on hittin' my line, but I'ma do me in the meantime
Bad gyal no waste time pon no dutty, dutty
Mi sorry 'cause you coulda never love mi, love mi
Mi really wish you coulda rewind
But I'ma do me in the meantime

I found a cure on the dance floor, no reply when you're texting me
Yeah, the rhythm is my remedy, I'm getting over you
I found a cure on the dance floor, see you calling, and I press decline
What's in my cup? Yeah, watch me whine, I'm getting over you

Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
Everybody do the run one time
Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
I'm getting over you
Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
Everybody do the run one time
Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
I'm getting over you

Dum, da-da, di-da, turn you down
Dum, da-da, di, dum, da-da, di, bass goes up
Dum, da-da, di-da, fill my cup
Dum, da-da, di, I'll get over you
Dum, da-da, di-da, turn you down
Dum, da-da, di, dum, da-da, di, bass goes up
Dum, da-da, di-da, fill my cup
Dum, da-da, di, I'll get over you

I found a cure on the dance floor, no reply when you're texting me
Yeah, the rhythm is my remedy, I'm getting over you
I found a cure on the dance floor, see you calling, and I press decline
What's in my cup? Yeah, watch me whine, I'm getting over you

Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
Everybody do the run one time
Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
I'm getting over you
Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
Everybody do the run one time
Buss it up, back it up, bump and grind
I'm getting over you