So Much Better
Don't forget what I told ya
No one gon' love like I love ya
Hit you, 4 a.m
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your ex thing
I'ma show you things
Make it worth the wait
Don't go
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your girlfriend
Listen, this infatuation, gotta keep it going (I love it)
Dripping with anticipation, every night I need it (I love it)
I'ma sit on top of your face, fuck a conversation (I love it)
Don't you keep me waiting, nigga
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your next thing
So much better, I'll love you better, yeah
Kiss you better, I'll touch you better, yeah
Treat you better, I fuck you better (so much better)
So much better, I'll make you better, yeah
Tongue kissing, end up on the floor with it
Don't miss it, watch me, how I'm gon' flip it
Slow sipping, gettin' wet, you goin' swimming
No limit, you gon' fall in love with it
Fuck with it, I put my trust in it
Grab it from the top, just adjustin' it
Tryna get more, he was just in it
Do it so good, call me one minute
Hit your line when I want to
Hit decline when I'm over ya
'Cause I got you in the bag
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your ex thing
Maybe, catch you a red eye
I don't even think twice
'Cause that's mine
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your girlfriend
Tinashe (yeah?)
It's been a long time coming
Could tell you needed dick, you spent a long time cumming
We went four rounds, spent a long time fucking
I'd rather stay inside with you than all night clubbing, yeah
I sent you from a distance, said I got a plan
And I don't give a fuck if you got a man
Makin' up for missed time, covered a lot of land
I'm in a 'Rari, I'ma get you off with my hand
I'ma take it slow, nothing to rush into
The whole world knew I always had a crush on you
When I leave the studio, I swear I'm fucking you
I mean for real, Tinashe, let's leave here right now
So much better, I'll love you better, yeah
Kiss you better, I'll touch you better, yeah
Treat you better, I'll fuck you better (so much better)
So much better, I'll make you better, yeah
When you're finally fall in love
Find the one, would you let it go?
If I trade you gold?
Would you fight for what you want, baby?
Would you fight for what you want?
Your soul, soul, soul, ah
Would you fight for what you want?
When you finally fall in love, baby
Would you let it go?
Would you sell your soul?
No one gon' love like I love ya
Hit you, 4 a.m
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your ex thing
I'ma show you things
Make it worth the wait
Don't go
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your girlfriend
Listen, this infatuation, gotta keep it going (I love it)
Dripping with anticipation, every night I need it (I love it)
I'ma sit on top of your face, fuck a conversation (I love it)
Don't you keep me waiting, nigga
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your next thing
So much better, I'll love you better, yeah
Kiss you better, I'll touch you better, yeah
Treat you better, I fuck you better (so much better)
So much better, I'll make you better, yeah
Tongue kissing, end up on the floor with it
Don't miss it, watch me, how I'm gon' flip it
Slow sipping, gettin' wet, you goin' swimming
No limit, you gon' fall in love with it
Fuck with it, I put my trust in it
Grab it from the top, just adjustin' it
Tryna get more, he was just in it
Do it so good, call me one minute
Hit your line when I want to
Hit decline when I'm over ya
'Cause I got you in the bag
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your ex thing
Maybe, catch you a red eye
I don't even think twice
'Cause that's mine
Bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about your girlfriend
Tinashe (yeah?)
It's been a long time coming
Could tell you needed dick, you spent a long time cumming
We went four rounds, spent a long time fucking
I'd rather stay inside with you than all night clubbing, yeah
I sent you from a distance, said I got a plan
And I don't give a fuck if you got a man
Makin' up for missed time, covered a lot of land
I'm in a 'Rari, I'ma get you off with my hand
I'ma take it slow, nothing to rush into
The whole world knew I always had a crush on you
When I leave the studio, I swear I'm fucking you
I mean for real, Tinashe, let's leave here right now
So much better, I'll love you better, yeah
Kiss you better, I'll touch you better, yeah
Treat you better, I'll fuck you better (so much better)
So much better, I'll make you better, yeah
When you're finally fall in love
Find the one, would you let it go?
If I trade you gold?
Would you fight for what you want, baby?
Would you fight for what you want?
Your soul, soul, soul, ah
Would you fight for what you want?
When you finally fall in love, baby
Would you let it go?
Would you sell your soul?
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Bangalter, Guy Manuel Homem Christo, Jermaine Mauldin Dupri, Crystal Johnson, Manuel Lonnie Seal
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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