Homiesexual (Explicit) - Daniel Caesar/Ty Dolla $ign

Lyrics by：Ashton Simmonds

Composed by：Ashton Simmonds

Heard you found someone else

To sleep next to you

Homiesexual but girl I ain't judging

I know you were sick of my ****

Found yourself a *****

One that's celibate but I know you're frontin'

'Cause I know you like it nasty

Can't get that **** 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 feelin' 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 gon' notify you

Notify you

Despite your efforts I'm gon' end up back beside you

Beside you

And you wouldn't have it any other way

Way

Yesterday tomorrow always

Heard you found someone else

To sleep next to you

Homiesexual but girl I ain't judging

I know you were sick of my ****

Found yourself a *****

One that's celibate but I know you're frontin'

'Cause I know you like it nasty

Can't get that **** past me

I'm grabbin' your throat

But I really hope you're happy

Miss that booty clappin'

Wish you were home

Yeah heard you found someone else still ain't even find yourself

Sitting in my hotel just scrolling and I noticed that your page on private

Why you hide yourself

Why my girl

I never meant to make you cry my girl

Know you that caught me in some lies oh well

I'm not perfect it's no worse than people in churches

We ain't gotta do the back and forth with each other like a versus

'Cause it is what it is and 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

Oh I heard you found someone else

Heard you found someone else

To sleep next to you

Homiesexual but girl I ain't judging

Girl I ain't judging

I know you were sick of my ****

Sick of my

Found yourself a *****

Found yourself

One that's celibate but I know you're frontin'

I know you frontin'

'Cause I know you like it nasty

Can't get that **** past me

I'm grabbin your throat

Ooh

But I really hope you're happy

Miss that booty clappin'

Wish you were home