Love It (feat. Novaking)
Ooo baby
You confuse me sometimes
I get high off the la
Like it's my own supply
I get a rise off of you gripping my inner thigh
I can't lie you da truth left hand right hand on the Bible
I go crazy
If I couldn't see you my baby
I get lazy a few nuts and I wanna lay on you all day
I would die if I never heard from you again
Cry my eyes blood shot red
Hate on yo new girlfriend
Hold up wait
Why you texting back so late?
Why you acting so fake?
Pick up the FaceTime so I can see that pretty face
Pull up pull up
Skirt
You ain't keeping up the pace
Roll up roll up on the phone case
We can take an L right to the face
We can do this all day
Oooo
I love it when ya eye get low
Oooo
I love it when you touch me slow
I love it but can't let it show
Cause I start tripping you started acting brand new
And I can't lie I'm obsessed with you
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it
On you On you
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it
On you On you uhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
Oooo baby
Everything you do make a nigga go insane
Go oh so crazy
And got me thinking bout you like every fucking day
Got you flipping doing back flips now
We been smoking out them backwoods now
Let me fuck ya til ya track come out
Why you tripping why you acting out?
Girl them cookies do something
To a real nigga when I'm around you
I mean the way you move ya body reminds me
When I get inside you
Ooo
But you don't hear me though
Hold up wait
You know I'm coming home real late
You know I'm tryna get cake
Let's just FaceTime so I can see ya pretty face
Pull up at ya wet work
I know that shit is insane
I can't help it sometimes
I get out of my mind
Ain't gonna lie
Ooo
I love it when ya let me smoke
Ooo
I love it when you drop it low
I love it but can't let it show
Ooo
Cuz I start acting brand new
Girl I ain't gonna lie
Wanna have sex with you
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it
On you On you
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it
On you On you
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
You confuse me sometimes
I get high off the la
Like it's my own supply
I get a rise off of you gripping my inner thigh
I can't lie you da truth left hand right hand on the Bible
I go crazy
If I couldn't see you my baby
I get lazy a few nuts and I wanna lay on you all day
I would die if I never heard from you again
Cry my eyes blood shot red
Hate on yo new girlfriend
Hold up wait
Why you texting back so late?
Why you acting so fake?
Pick up the FaceTime so I can see that pretty face
Pull up pull up
Skirt
You ain't keeping up the pace
Roll up roll up on the phone case
We can take an L right to the face
We can do this all day
Oooo
I love it when ya eye get low
Oooo
I love it when you touch me slow
I love it but can't let it show
Cause I start tripping you started acting brand new
And I can't lie I'm obsessed with you
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it
On you On you
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it
On you On you uhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
Oooo baby
Everything you do make a nigga go insane
Go oh so crazy
And got me thinking bout you like every fucking day
Got you flipping doing back flips now
We been smoking out them backwoods now
Let me fuck ya til ya track come out
Why you tripping why you acting out?
Girl them cookies do something
To a real nigga when I'm around you
I mean the way you move ya body reminds me
When I get inside you
Ooo
But you don't hear me though
Hold up wait
You know I'm coming home real late
You know I'm tryna get cake
Let's just FaceTime so I can see ya pretty face
Pull up at ya wet work
I know that shit is insane
I can't help it sometimes
I get out of my mind
Ain't gonna lie
Ooo
I love it when ya let me smoke
Ooo
I love it when you drop it low
I love it but can't let it show
Ooo
Cuz I start acting brand new
Girl I ain't gonna lie
Wanna have sex with you
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it
On you On you
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it Love it love it
Love it love it
On you On you
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
I love it I love it
I love it I love it uhhh
Credits
Writer(s): Rosalind Rice
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