Mr. Lover Lover

Mr lover lover
Smoke her under covers
Said her name was Maxine
We meet around the summer
Caught her pumping gasoline
I pulled up on her bumper
Stepping like I'm Billie Jean
I shoulda used a rubber
Wavvy like I'm Max B
but singing like I'm Usher
Baby girl it's taxed free
Just know I got you covered
How the hell this last night
Party turned to slumber
You done had a few drinks
And now you tryna rumble
You ain't gotta feen you been Oding
Arch up in back
Make a bitch scream
You and gotta trip
What's in ya cup it ain't no lean
Some bottles in my section
If you feel the need to drink
I think we in to link
Pull up on me make me think
She be fucking with the Fendi
But she never jacket it pink
She bougie yea yea she bougie
Jacuzzi, Groupies ain't no Goofies
Im on Tital Netflicks made some movies
All the ladies love my new Ksubi's
She going inside now
I made I sign out
I made her sign in
I made her fly out
She in the sky now
Whole nother high now
Whole nother high wow
Make her mine now
She wanted time now
She wanna wine wild
Baby u making me crazy
Blowing my mind wow
Don't give fuck what you say
We gon get litt for the day
Fuck is u chipping today
Fuck is u building today
Fuck is u feeling today
You know I got racks in the bank
I could just fill up my tank
Drip full up a lake
Ima just full up a ocean
Water got these bitches floating
We getting closer to coasting
I ain't have now promotion

Mr lover lover
Mr lover lover
Mr lover lover



Credits
Writer(s): Christoffer Marcussen, Umoja Bell
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