Skin Deep
We got the kind of loving that, goes skin deep
And you recognize the real inside of me
If I didn't have a you, where would I be?
Where would I
Tell me where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I
Where would I
Where would I be?
I'm politicking with this chick and wondering if I'ma creep her
Hit her in her DM
And told her I'd like to meet her
Coming through, how I do, you know!
Cause it's the Makk
And I talk like Goldie, lay my game down flat
Say she live around the corner, from the homies
And she know me and them niggas up to no good
And everything I'm saying is typical shit a hoe would
So let me get your number I'll get up alright?
(We fucking right?)
Hell yeah! fucking right!
Hit me with the she don't do thugs don't like mean type
Used to them lames, playing games,
Is what it seems like
Didn't promise a fairy tale, happy ending, or DreamLife
But she gave me the green light
Now she like
We got the kind of loving that, goes skin deep
And you recognize the real inside of me
If I didn't have a you, where would I be?
Where would I
Tell me where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I
Where would I
Where would I be?
I'm getting at shorty like what you need?
What you want? I got you
We'll have these other bitches out here mad
Cause they not you
And all that shit you went through with your ex
It don't matter
Cause your edges growing back, and your ass getting fatter
Thumb thugging for the Book I laugh it off cause I ain't stressing
If he want it, he can get it
I ain't capping, I ain't flexing
Let his homies hype him up, them niggas know he can't see me
Try to creep me?
What!
Leave that nigga sleepy
But I know that's your BD, so I'ma let it ride though
I need you to hit the other side go
Pick up the pack, when you get back, we'll roll a sack
Sit on my lap, and talk 'bout how you love the Makk cause
We got the kind of loving that, goes skin deep
And you recognize the real inside of me
If I didn't have a you, where would I be?
Where would I
Tell me where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I
Where would I
Where would I be?
So now I'm digging her moves
Cause she smooth
And win or lose, whatever I choose, leaves me confused
Respect is not expected, but its given, cause it's real
But I can't say that I love you, cause I don't know how that feels
And she still with me
Cause we get down like
What!
Told you jump, it ain't all about a nut
And what we've fallen into might be something like drugs
A habit, I got to have it, an addict chasing a buzz
Addicted, too gone to kick it, whatever you on, I'm with it
You want it? I'm coming with it
I got it, or gone to get it
Wonder if we'll ever be more than just friends?
Maybe, yes, I don't know, no, it depends cause
We got the kind of loving that, goes skin deep
And you recognize the real inside of me
If I didn't have a you, where would I be?
Where would I
Tell me where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I
Where would I
Where would I be?
And you recognize the real inside of me
If I didn't have a you, where would I be?
Where would I
Tell me where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I
Where would I
Where would I be?
I'm politicking with this chick and wondering if I'ma creep her
Hit her in her DM
And told her I'd like to meet her
Coming through, how I do, you know!
Cause it's the Makk
And I talk like Goldie, lay my game down flat
Say she live around the corner, from the homies
And she know me and them niggas up to no good
And everything I'm saying is typical shit a hoe would
So let me get your number I'll get up alright?
(We fucking right?)
Hell yeah! fucking right!
Hit me with the she don't do thugs don't like mean type
Used to them lames, playing games,
Is what it seems like
Didn't promise a fairy tale, happy ending, or DreamLife
But she gave me the green light
Now she like
We got the kind of loving that, goes skin deep
And you recognize the real inside of me
If I didn't have a you, where would I be?
Where would I
Tell me where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I
Where would I
Where would I be?
I'm getting at shorty like what you need?
What you want? I got you
We'll have these other bitches out here mad
Cause they not you
And all that shit you went through with your ex
It don't matter
Cause your edges growing back, and your ass getting fatter
Thumb thugging for the Book I laugh it off cause I ain't stressing
If he want it, he can get it
I ain't capping, I ain't flexing
Let his homies hype him up, them niggas know he can't see me
Try to creep me?
What!
Leave that nigga sleepy
But I know that's your BD, so I'ma let it ride though
I need you to hit the other side go
Pick up the pack, when you get back, we'll roll a sack
Sit on my lap, and talk 'bout how you love the Makk cause
We got the kind of loving that, goes skin deep
And you recognize the real inside of me
If I didn't have a you, where would I be?
Where would I
Tell me where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I
Where would I
Where would I be?
So now I'm digging her moves
Cause she smooth
And win or lose, whatever I choose, leaves me confused
Respect is not expected, but its given, cause it's real
But I can't say that I love you, cause I don't know how that feels
And she still with me
Cause we get down like
What!
Told you jump, it ain't all about a nut
And what we've fallen into might be something like drugs
A habit, I got to have it, an addict chasing a buzz
Addicted, too gone to kick it, whatever you on, I'm with it
You want it? I'm coming with it
I got it, or gone to get it
Wonder if we'll ever be more than just friends?
Maybe, yes, I don't know, no, it depends cause
We got the kind of loving that, goes skin deep
And you recognize the real inside of me
If I didn't have a you, where would I be?
Where would I
Tell me where would I be?
Where would I be?
Where would I
Where would I
Where would I be?
Credits
Writer(s): Jan Branicki, Jamal Gordon
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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