This Ain't Luv

Call it what you want
But we know this ain't love
Baby
(Call it what you want, girl)
But I'm addicted to ya touch
Cant get enough
It drives me so crazy

Um, Hello
I gotta situation
Wit my little lady fasho
Telling me her hearts been breaking
Says she saw me
Slipping hoes through the back door
Now she gotta
Butcher knife in the right hand
In the left hand
The D-R-A-C-O
Fatal attractions
Letting go of this madness
Gotta ease the mind
I gotta take control
I'm not a mind reader
And I can't entertain these games
She trynna play
I tried to keep her
She told me she would change
But I can't
Can't believe her
Now she telling me it ain't right
To up and leave her
But she know I switch hoes with the seasons

Call it what you want
But we know this ain't love
Baby
(Call it what you want girl)
But I'm addicted to your touch
Can't get enough
It drives me so crazy

Everything you wanted
Everything you needed
Girl you know you had it
Without a question
Then you fucked around and got to
Second guessing
My loyalty to you
You better count your blessings
Try to play the victim
Bout to disrespect you
You mad I caught you lacking
Wit that nigga hector
You told me you was at the show wit your
Homegirls
Not at home fucking the bed up
But I see you stuck in your ways
And I think it's about that time for me to go
But I can't leave
Cuz something bout your body
Makes me so
So crazy
So Crazy
(You got me in a daze)

Call it what you want
But we know this ain't love
Baby
(Tell me what you want me to do)
But I'm addicted to ya touch
Cant get enough
It drives me so crazy
(Is it gonna be me or you)
Call it what you want
But we know this ain't love
Baby
(Call it what you want, girl)
But I'm addicted to your touch
Cant get enough
It drives me so crazy
(You got me in a daze)



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Blalock
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