Love You (feat. Sydny August)

Oh, ooh

When we fight, can't let the world know
Don't tell the group chat or let your girls know
They be happy to see you down
They be happy to see you down
And my heart cold but you heat it up
Get you to the crib, lick it, beat it up
Real power couple winnin', they can't compete with us
Can't no one fu- this up 'cause this too deep with us

But I love you, that's why I'm into you
My baby, oh-oh, that's why I'm into you
My wifey, yeah-yeah, that's why I'm into you
But I love you, but I love you

You stepped into a boss situation
Turnt up with the young generation
Tryna give you d-, you can't take it
Treat you like a virgin, you can taste it
Please don't tеll your friends my business
Want you to be my girl, no friеndship
I gave her the code to the mansion
Want me to suck her toes, she demand it
Ooh, ice out her pendant
Put a Rollie on her left wrist
I don't condoned to no abortions
Why you ain't keep it? (Oh)

I ain't never been in love this deep, you know what I'm sayin'? (Ooh)
Like my past my past, know what I'm sayin'? I regret it (Oh-oh)
But I think we made for each other, for real (ooh)

Feelings got deep and you got bold
Secrets got leaked but I don't fold
You know what I need to stay here
Baby, don't keep me waitin'
Tell me when you on your way home
I don't wanna fight with those I love
I just wanna be happy, look
Ain't much that I'm askin', no-oh, yea
You should know, our business is personal, I think you're worth it all
If you don't, I'll reassure you when I take it off
Show me how you want me, fill up when you on E
You know how I'm ridin' (oh-oh), oh-ooh, yeah (oh-oh)

Aye, when you be touchin'
Makes you think about fuckin' (mm-mm)
I got y'all (word, right)
The way I lick up on you
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
I ain't wonderin' 'bout you, oh-ooh, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Sydny Smith, Jason Daxson, Andrew Bonsu
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